Spirits Filling Me Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Spirits Filling Me



Spirits filling me incessantly,
giving hope and joy to interior
intellect.

Collecting them all affectionately
and placing them into another poem.

Tuesday, August 19, 2014
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