Interior Solitude Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Interior Solitude



A quiet place which is all my own, is real, not just inside of me.
It is someplace I can see, feel and be.
Trees growing with water all around and no sound at all except my pen
writing it all down in this poem.

Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: poem,water
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