RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Growing Interiorly - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Music spilling noiselessly into my soul, touching it with a
reverence given by God.
Gifts bountifully gliding in air, bringing voices of angels
and heavenly beings to bear.
Touching people's lives as they hear the blossoming of poetry
so pleasant to their ears, growing interiorly with every
passing moment, happy to be thriving in such a peaceful life.
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