After the ball drops
Forty-two tons of garbage
Remain on Times Square
The same old, same old
Foolish, selfish "reverie"
Choking Mother Earth
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About Me
- Rose
- A transplanted Canadian, married to a retired American soldier. Mother of a sixteen year old young man who is one of a kind. Homeschooler. Registered Nurse. Unapologetic treehugging liberal. Photographer. Quilter. Knitter. Perpetually sleep-deprived queen of unfinished crafting projects. Goddess of laundry. Strangely obsessed with haiku. Welcome to my world!
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After toasting each other with mimosas and eating wonderful food, we washed the dishes, played games, then went to bed. Not too much garbage!
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