Thursday, July 16, 2015

there is no magic wand

there is no magic wand
no fairy dust.
for breaking hearts
as they turn to rust.
for those in need
whose needs,
ignored.
no genies in bottles
for those moments,
stored.
no if wishings could
make it soes.
no magic fountains
where we can go.
no fairy tales that
turn out to be real.
just our hearts beating
as we try to heal.




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I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings