There was a time the world was ours.
No big tall buildings, no noisy cars.
No people with guns, shooting at
Everything they see.
When we could howl
As a family
When we could roam our world
Not worrying about if we would
The moon our beacon, the sun our friend
We did not think this would ever end.
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, now in heaven and Magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings