RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Being Unto Myself - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Quietly keeping to myself, hiding away from life,
testing my strength at being alone and unto myself.
Enjoying it's serenity, it's beautiful depths within
me; casting out my line, catching all sorts of ideas
to set into poems.
Loving the distance I put between myself and others -
it's a peace of heaven not to hear from anyone else's
jealousy or doubts.
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