Life Becomes Itself Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life Becomes Itself



Fidgeting with today's tears and happiness,
trying to decide what to live with.
Amazingly, my mind just gets into a groove
and continues to carry on no matter what
I'm thinking.
So much to believe and have faith in that
life becomes itself and carries me with it
to all ends of earth right inside my mind
countless times through it's ability and
verve.

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