Always Using Gifts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Not being young anymore, living into senior years with
a worn and aging body, yet my mind is ever young and
totally vibrant.

Taking me throughout creative processes constantly,
using intellect to keep me going, being given an energy
that others wish they had.

Always asking how I can be so alive and vibrant, not
knowing how, just believing in God and the ability He
has given me through innate talent.

Always using these gifts to create and practice inner
contemplation through them and if that is what keeps
me alive, filled with a mind full of energy, then it's
what I will do even with my last breath of life.