Lone Soul Sitting Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Lone Soul Sitting
Just a lone soul sitting in an Outlaw sphere of time,
contemplating the world around it.
Pleasing and wonderful to the eyes of the heart and
soul, listening to the purity and innocence of a band.
Taking a mind into the midst of another moment as we
find our way from one to another.
Sun hiding behind clouds as they travel skyways above
us, narrow trails outside awaiting our presence.
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