that would be my time,
misspent.
i have to forage well
and fast.
the light it fades.
and will not last.
the weather changes,
i do not complain.
my life is this
sun, snow or rain.
no i do not editorialize
i accept what is before
my eyes.
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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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