Couldn'T Want For More Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Couldn'T Want For More



Kicking cans down the street in time with inner rhythms.
A left over game from childhood that we played because
we couldn't afford to buy a ball to play with.
Days of joy and fun, not knowing the essence of our child-
hood was people feeling sorry for us.
We had each other, we couldn't want for more than that.
Now grown with children and grandchildren rhyming life in
poetical verse.

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