through light the dark penetrated
to ingest and push away
all the positivity that she
needed to stay,
in a world where she could not
find her way.
on heaps of heartless detritus
quietly she stood
her ground,
clinging on
to that which she perceived
as good
this battle raged
as she aged.
she did perhaps the
best that she could
never sure.
always dure.
Saturday, March 30, 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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