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| ROMANCE AND BIG THINGS AND REAL DREAMS THAT NEVER GO SMASH | |||||||||||||||||
| Kitty Harper |
I'm a 54 year old grandmother. I've raised four children as a single parent and am now raising two more children as a single grandparent. I have 14 years in recovery from alcoholism, and I'm very grateful for that privilege. I've truly found out why I've heard these years referred to as "the golden years". This is the best age I've ever been, and I'm confident that the best is yet to come. | ||||||||||||||||
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Who AM I by Carl Sandburg My head knocks against the stars. My feet are on the hilltops. My fingertips are in the valleys and shores of universal life. Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with the pebbles of destiny. I have been to hell and back many times. I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God. I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible. I know the passionate seizure of beauty And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading "Keep Off". My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe. | One of my favorite poems | ||||||||||||||||
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| Now here's one I wrote myself. Silly but fun. And, actually---------I kinda like the idea! |
Frog Music Come with me to the realm of elves, Down deep in the forest We'll amuse ourselves. In a hidden glen where toads tumble 'Mid breezes stirring Trees to mumble, We'll arrive and enchanted be On a star-dazzled bed As you shall see. The coverlet is clover, all fluffy and green, Scented with violets So fresh and so clean. We'll absorb moon-blessings as we lie Carressing each other Under the sky. As a stream of earth-tears giggles past, And woods incense Overcomes us at last, As fairies dance and angels sing, We'll make love to frog music In honor of spring. | ||||||||||||||||
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