Seeing The World Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Seeing The World



Riding a bicycle through childhood, enjoying the freedom
it always gave.

Seeing the world around me in a slow and careful aura,
noticing what most others missed out on.

Writing it all down as soon as I rested and took out my
book and pen.

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