clouds we see
of torrents,
torments.
stories not told.
youth once now
just old.
regrets silently forming
in thunderous accord,
the sun so sought after...
from inner light,
stored.
Friday, March 18, 2016
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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
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