it was decades from yesterday where we walked through the halls,
stopping to talk. or not at all
it was decades we knew you and now you have passed.
we think there is a forever but that forever is gone too fast.
this stage of life, so bitter and sweet.
faces
now fading..fait accomplit.
we are blessed for each breath, those of us that remain.
but missed are those gone, again and again...
rest on angel wings helen, surrounded by all the little furry lives you touched and saved
Tuesday, July 14, 2020
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About Me

- karen lyons kalmenson
- greetings! i have managed to incorporate my eternal woodstock nation spirit with the high tech 21st century world. i am an artist/writer, who dabbles in rhyme, and, sometimes, reason. my passions are my husband, who is truly the wind that ruffles my sails, animals rights, yoga...waking up in the morning. i find inspiration in too many things to list, and far too many more to remember. sketching, watercolor painting,poetry and photography are my ways of expressing joy and gratitude. from living with a chronic illness, i have learned the beauty of each day, and treat each as another sun salutation, and another chance.

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