Just Being Alive Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Just Being Alive



Walking into deserts of life, contemplating what God has
given to all of humanity, knowing that not everyone will
appreciate what He's given.

Having gratitude totally, this mere poet totally staying
in a spiritual interior dimension of major proportions,
living in the beauty and natural surroundings of just being
alive.

Thursday, May 17, 2018
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