Rosebud Of Birth Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rosebud Of Birth



Forgetting hidden desires of life, leaving them aside, moving ahead with no expectations or hopes.
Dealing with an infinite amount of extraordinary challenges as I fold back into the rosebud of my birth.
Unable to succeed any further on the road I'm on.
It is already a dead-end street on which I must stop and forgive the shortness of life sent my way.

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