Being A Part Of.... Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Being A Part Of....



Looking back through the years, feeling the innocence and
purity still being held preciously within.

Knowing it will never leave, because spiritually my soul
will never let it go.

Being a part of my essence and fiber of this human life,
always accessing it interiorly.

A tantalizing storehouse of lively energy that keeps me
going incessantly through the years.

Thursday, October 20, 2016
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