Howling Again

I'm still learning. Never let it be said that you can't teach an old bitch new tricks even if she isn't performing as you think she should. I have my own needs and agenda based on them. Stop what you think I need and pay close attention. I need happier times for the children. I need those children laughing and playing and learning to love not wage wars or earn wages. They are children of a lesser god than you, boy! More importantly, they are children of the goddesses. I am Luna by night. I fly better in the dark, too. I am flying higher these days. I am finally, at last and forever singing with genuine joy. The humming birds bring it to me and I share it. Everything IS beautiful if you give it a chance. I picture me howling as a lone wolf bitch since I became a crone on my own. My hair is nearly as silver as that moonlight on the bay. I intend to heal faster and get better because my grandsons need their NanaBev to shine down on them with all the love of my fathers and mothers before me and there after. U Go Girl is the bumpah stickah on that Maine licensed millennium edition Jetta and its my silver wings and the sun is just now setting on a most wonderful day. It took some pain and suffering succahtash but I am moving on up and no one is gonna stop me until I get there, this time. EEEHAH!