our blessings to be counted

 our blessings to be counted

on butterfly wings

so far the fly 

above all the

bad things.

do we

 as we sit and contemplate a world forever altered

perhaps by man and by fate
do we hear other voices in the room
or are they drowned out by our
own gloom.
do we feel the heartbeats
of all on earth so dear
ALL the beings
who ALL belong here.

parrots4peace

 peace here on earth as we reach for the stars!

parrots for peace.
no war,
no more.
no hate.
for love
we wait.
before it
is too late.

So goes the flowers

 So goes the flower 

The earth revolves

The flower sits in the dirt 

Or above the land 

The world of hurt.

The buds push away 

The flower no longer heard

Though it still bursts

With sound and word.

The flower ignored all it was told

But then it never thought it

Would grow 

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