RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Little Girl Voice - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Living in a fantasy world, making it up as I go along,
unafraid of anything standing in the way.
Softly whispering in a little girl voice, wondering
what has happened in life, why am I not enjoying it?
Folding and unfolding effects of yesterday, undecided
yet on what to do, having learned to give in or up
when the questions were too tough.
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