Thursday, October 1, 2015
belugaland
we swim the seas
our belugaland.
we raise our families
we make our stand,
our icy world,
is paradise.
people leave us
alone.
that would
be nice.
we just want to
hunt and play,
to live our lives
the belugaway
we are not cute
objects.
we are living whales,
so when you are in
the arctic,
just say hello
then set sail.
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- karen lyons kalmenson
- 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
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