RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Appreciating Endowments - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Climbing into canyons of interior thought, looking around
at it's scenic views surrounding me.
Echoes of yesterday, reverberating throughout this morning
hour, giving food for this brain, stretching intellect,
being creative and loving the feelings it gives.
Sliding along pathways, looking at everything, taking in
every detail along the way, preferring the beauty of nature
in all of it's glory.
Never wanting these eyes to stray from it's awesome and
tantalizing allurement to this mind, finding many moments
of enjoyment amongst the many poems that are being written
daily, confiscating tendrils of essence that nature allows
to be picked and placed in every poem.
Appreciating endowments given constantly and incessantly,
allowing intellect and imagination to portray the environ-
ment and atmosphere of this earth's splendid beauty.
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