Soul Of A Poetical Rebel Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Soul Of A Poetical Rebel



Sun settling upon rhythms of yet another day
of living, entertaining heart and soul of a
poetical rebel here on earth.

Tomorrow may never be lived, but that's no
reason to cry, tears need not be wetting this
pillow again.

Soft voices now whispering of a yesterday that
will one more time be relived before a last
breath has been taken in its memory.

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