RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Animated Souls - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Cold Front rolling in, rocking to tempos and rhythms of another
evening at the Wagon Yard, heart pattering to beats of songs,
titillating the very depths of our souls with serenity.
Rocking through the atmosphere, taking us into the beauty of
human nature, loving the wonder as musical puzzle pieces con-
stantly join together.
Creating a mysterious array of poetry that fills the environ-
ment with joy and happiness, all rhythms blending together as
everyone sings with the music.
Wind and rain staying far from us as we incessantly bring our
hearts to the table with animated souls, filling us with posi-
tive attitudes and moods that won't be quieted as we live our
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