If others date on religious purposes,
I don’t want a Christian,
I don’t want to spend hours seeing someone who’s not of my belief,
Want a good hearted woman,
I want to grow old that’s a part of another,
A spiritual woman pagan like me,
I want to study to be an apothecary,
To help others in my gay community,
To have a kitchen that I can imagine is for a wonderful nuances special things so we can teach and share with others the craft,
Plant lilac by the front door,
Make your own brooms,
Celebrate the solstice and Halloween the way it should be,
Save animals as we save humans,
Never turn any being away,
Surely out there, somewhere there’s a woman that smells like ginger,
To enhance this my being an empath as I feel the spirit said exist in old houses,
I understand it’s just being me,
Grow my own raspberries and black caps for the berries as well as with leaves for tea,
And sell everything,
Amazed only us with our home upstairs and the floors below,
Mostly love our family reconnect with my nephews cold hands,
Sit on swings,
Drink hot tea,
Love each other,
For me sell books I know the Wisconsin in northern Wisconsin
Solar wind powered,
Be prepared,
Val Whitewolf 