Never Being Dissuaded From An Essence Interiorly Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking away, then being interrupted by curious onlookers wanting to know what it is this mere poet is writing.

Mind walking down lanes in the past, hoping to reconnect with those who were part of life right in the midst of a place called home.

Respected, loved, always coming together, wanting to listen and dance to music while this poet just kept on writing poetry throughout the day and night, never being dissuaded from an intense essence interiorly.