RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Riding To Beats - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Watching and riding to the beats of a beautiful
morning, up and down, as if riding a horse
through an interior desert.
Now galloping faster, letting him take me into
the dense oasis of palm trees, stopping by the
pool of water and getting a drink to cool off.
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