I’m searching for a memory.
What was it that I didn’t understand, a brief tremor
of maroon-colored fear
when childhood was as sweet as an open window with a breezy curtain–
perfect blossoms of springtime.
I made it this far and plan to keep going. I believe nature heals the soul. I love to journal, to write, do art, and music. I'm not afraid to tackle tough subjects. Solar-powered & drive hybrid. Trying to do my part. Earned my BA at 53. And, I believe, it's never too late to have a happy childhood.
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