stripped bare her spirit
forever stands.
as ashes gather
among the tears.
all the years.
she stands wherever
those who knew
what she meant,
all that she has seen.
she stands in the hearts
of the proud and the bowed.
a brilliant flower
above the crowd.
she stands
as embers dance
her strength unbroken
for us,
she stands.
Monday, April 15, 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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