RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Lazily Picking Up A Pen - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Slowly tripping through life, not caring where it leads
Just sitting back, relaxing, writing, filling this mind
with the expertise of details all around me.
Letting them get settled so they can be fitted into the
poetry that I will now begin to write.
Lazily picking up a pen, opening my poetry journal and
letting thoughts flow while waiting for my soulmate to
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