RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Traveling In Circles - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
My life is traveling in circles, tending it's duties,
Only when I look above to God for guidance do I find meaning.
Dancing, pivoting lightly, carefully leaping into categories
A glistening drop of rain upon my face belies the torment
So sensitively living life, being hurt just by experiencing it.
Wishing - hoping - for the day it will end so I may find a
place in heaven's garden.
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