if life were measured in increments.
time not yet earned
or perhaps wisely spent.
if life were a scoreboard
a checkerboard
a maze.
who would keep count
of all the ins and outs,
or our plays.
if time were an apple
an orange a peach
would each bite be
delicious
or perhaps out of reach.
if life were something
that could be comprehended
would then all
world sadnessses
finally be ended.
Monday, March 25, 2019
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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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