Sitting On A Fence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Looking around, sitting on a fence, watching nature filling
surroundings with it's beauty, a garden of flowers that send
their aromas to all my senses.

Tantalizing them totally, finding the words to write them
into poetry, mind dancing, loving the feelings coming into
my being.

Delectable sounds and sights of everything around me, listen-
ing attentively, writing it all into poetry that will eventu-
ally become another book for everyone to read and enjoy.