RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Folding Impressions - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Raucous ramblings of a morning breeze, fan my mind,
spiritually awakening it to God's nature all around
Leaves falling and scuttling into piles of memories,
sorting and blowing them about the yard of my sub-
Folding impressions like branches of a tree, becoming
a total part of me in lifetimes of beauty.
Waving and swaying in a morning sun filled with
brilliant colors for a day of splendid respite.
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