RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Rhyming to rhythms flowing steadily through the atmosphere
and finding their ways into my heart and soul.
Undivided attention, always looking for the romantic sides
of life that lie hidden behind the sorrows we all fall into
here on earth.
Producing the best of everything that I can think of and
placing it all in prose that seems to incessantly flow
through imagination unendingly.
So nice to have this gift, especially when I'm bored and
in a waiting room again.
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