Final Harbor Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Final Harbor



Ships pulling out of the harbor of my soul, taking journeys through life.
Experimenting with it's many facets, hoping they will coincide with good experiences, fulfilling my presence with aplomb.
Carrying me onto a ship being held expressly for my self.
Looking forward to exiting the final harbor of my soul.

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