Corner Of The World Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Corner Of The World



Sitting here in a corner of the world, a mere poet,
not many knowing me personally, yet knowing more
about me than those who do know me.

Funny how with the huge close family that I have,
even none of them really know me, those who read
my poetry are more well-versed than they are.

Pun intended!

Tuesday, January 19, 2016
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