Loving America Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Loving America
Loving freedom of riding a motorcycle into the desert and
mountains, hair flowing flowing in the wind, mind catching
at the landscapes as I ride through them, letting go of all
the turmoil of the day.
A sppacious space left open just for my pleasure, enjoying
the miles as I continue throughout the day and night, loving
the beauty of American while enjoying it's total freedom
and essence of being.
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