Monday, September 5, 2022

Do not cry

 Do not cry for me as my petals fade

And I grow very tired 

I try not to cry for 

The mistakes I have made

And what has already transpired 

The hands of the clock 

Only travel one way 

As I remind myself 

They do so whether or not 

We  are looking 

And do so with 

Great stealth 

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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