Stirring Thoughts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stirring Thoughts



Waving gently, fanning the heated ground beneath
it's outstretched branched hands.

Feeling daintily against the sky, clouds proceed
to float on by.

Stirring slightly, thoughts in a mind, bringing
loneliness outside.

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