Dusty Trails Of Tomorrow Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Riding in the saddle again, down dusty trails of
tomorrow where I enjoy being alone with nature.

Writing as I ride, into and out of sunrises and
sunsets, loving the time being spent within my
intellect.

Living in it's spacious and lovely treasures of
knowledge and wisdom, touching upon the clip clop
of rhythm.

Horse's hooves touching the ground in a cadence
of melody, keeping time with my mind and heart as
I live my life fully.