Meeting Needs Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Filled with Italian spirit, settled deep within, there
appears to be a gentle, caring person.

Afraid on several different levels of becoming real,
walled protection is erected in place of opaque shields.

Looking cautiously because of career and work, missing
many opportunities to make friends, helping and developing
innate talents.

Spreading gifts very thinly, afraid of rejection on
personal levels, a sense of well-being is hidden still.

Running, one step at a time, pausing, alternating between
reality and dreams, perfectly forgiving everyone else,
forgetting self.

Talking, helping others, forgetting that needs must be
met also for herself.