we stand on our turret
pigeon wall
this castle that
once was ours.
then humans covered
our pigeon holes
where we lived for many
weeks, years and hours.
how will we raise
our young and where.
will we find
shelter,
anywhere.
Tuesday, September 13, 2016
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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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