The elder spoke of better times
Where to fly
How low how high
The way to feed
Who to avoid
When to be silent
How to act when annoyed
The younger ones sat
Listened and learned
One day they too would be elders
When it was their
Turn
Monday, December 26, 2022
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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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