Appealing To Inner Senses Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Appealing To Inner Senses
Remembering growing up in New Jersey, seeing pussy willows
scatteringly across the wide expanse above.
Relaxing, enjoying feelings of dampness, stirring in the
atmosphere all around earth.
Sensing the coolness of this morning, touching skin gently,
cuddling closer to interior warmth of inner spirits.
While writing of what this day is holding in peaceful integrity
of a soul.
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