Closed Book Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wanting to hide away in farthest corners of life,
not wishing to be opened again by anyone.
This book of life is now closed to everyone.
Wandering down pathways, watching nature come into
focus and allowing me to move forward.
Satisfied that I'm alone in circumstances of my
own, knowing that no one can write about me in a
poem, because I'm hidden far below anyone else's
radar.

(2/18/13)