Glancing At Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Glancing At Life



Sitting in the breezeway at the Colorado Belle, glancing out a window and noticing a light brown, tan mountain with some desert plants set upon it by God's own hand.
Reminding me of an anthill as people run around it on their way to fulfilling their busy schedules.

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