RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Surviving The Fury - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Aerial views of life settle into
pictures of beautiful times had when younger.
Cantering to tunes of many expectations,
taking the best of both worlds - there's no
accounting for whatever comes about.
Relating many objects in cognitive attitudes,
helping to apprehend feelings of another time,
flying over earth alone.
Surviving the fury of a lifetime, settling for
freedom of the soul.
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