Traipsing In Measures Of Chords Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wandering up and down, loving the atmosphere as it opens up wide, letting in thoughts and ideas of a lightening blaze going rapidly across the equator.

Watching as people all over the world take their hearts along for the ride, making the world a better place in the long run.

Traipsing in measures of chords that will become poetical songs in the future, wanting to shout out to the world that life is short and must be lived in love unconditionally.