Blossoming Into The Morning Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Blossoming Into The Morning



Scribbling back and forth, many ideas fill my mind,
cleaning and purifying them with innocence of an
inner child.

Touching upon the energy of childhood, bringing to
light the beauty of younger days, belonging to family
and being taken care of.

A genuine love for everything in life as it blossomed
into the morning of another time, now looking back
upon it all.

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