Lonely Whistles Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Lonely Whistles



Lonesome times whistle throughout my mind as I hear
of telltale ideas rhyming into musical scores.
Taking my mind up stairs of remembrance, climbing
higher with time, reaching for heaven's edges.
Railroading thoughts into corrals of enticing beauty,
stampeding life with poetry's enlivening spirit.

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