Mind Keys Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind Keys



Fingers tapping and touching keys of my mind,
focusing bluened light upon my brow, writing
everything automatically in books of sorrow.

Holding them in hands of bereavement, going
back and reading them, bringing about some
healing as days go by.

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