Inner Gardens Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Inner Gardens



Riding waves of life, surfing along roads that take me to
destiny without any effort, no use trying to fight it, for
there are plenty of choices to make before the end.

Bright lights and sharp turns, causing much excitement,
laughter, joy and happiness, although we can always expect
sorrow to flow from the same inner gardens of our lives.

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