RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Hope Glistening - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Listening to rhythms of a morning rain falling around
me, loving it's cold drops touching and waking me up.
Taking steps into blessings of another day, moving
forward, unafraid and positive.
Stemming thoughts being put into vases where they'll
grow and blossom into beautiful flowers.
Watching as the rain continues to pour down undeterred,
vibrantly alive like hope glistening in rhythms of the
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