Alive in a heart of Gold.
Bathed in the scent of hope-
Caught up in growing up-
Dreams everlasting, all the time.
Eager young lives are
Filled with anticipation of life,
Gained from the stories and tales
Hideous some and others cold,
Invading an age of conformity.
Joined together and newfound
Knowledge of truth and
Love and loss grown through
Meaningful communication.
Never contained, only yearning -
Often fulfilling as breakfast.
Pleasing as warm
Quiet times shared.
Restfully peaceful in
Sharing of what ever grief and
Times we cherish much as life -
Until the cold damp
Velvet urn of ashes
We have laboriously
X-rayed to death,
Yields not a
Zip of our soul.
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Juanita Pearce
Mystic old woman in Alaska
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