Continuing Gifts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Continuing Gifts



Loving sounds of music, hearing them all the time,
as I write of everything that comes to mind in
blue lighting flashes of creativity.

Death keeps a close watch over me as I defeat it again and
again with faith and prayer.

Enabling me to continue using gifts of understanding and
writing of it.

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