RoseAnn V. Shawiak
A Being Of Silence - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Culminating in a brief period of sunny haze,
no response or sound emanating from within.
A being of silence formed by life's
tribulations and sorrow.
No longer reachable - the distance created
is much too great.
There are no spans of reversal to de-enter
an orbit of sorrow.
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