Parents bring us to the world
Sometimes siblings are attached
Spirits need an entry point
We may or may not match
Experience plays a major role
As the ego grows its roots
Friends, family, community
Provided old familiar ‘truth’
But, the world, it keeps on turning
Changes occurring over time
Adaptation or obsession
In a revolving paradigm
3/9/14
Grandma Linda is a squigily peg in a square hole. Her poetry is aimed at moving the world to love, unity and perfect margaritas. And after years of perfecting the art, she has the skill to paint a better world and make it so.
When she is not serving customers, gazing at rocks, or visiting her grandchildren Linda is writing poetry. And even during all the above activities she has been known to write still.
– Zackary (self proclaimed “Favorite Grandson”)