Traveling Earth Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Traveling Earth



It might have been inside, but the world is mine,
inescapable as it has become within my being I am
continually surprised by its' wonder and beauty.

Traveling on to all parts of earth at the end of
my pen is a sensational feeling - one that I could
never have without inspiration, talent and gifts
bestowed from God.

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