RoseAnn V. Shawiak
No Chances - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Flowing abundantly, are sands of yearning, hopeful wishes of
wonderful times to come.
Their beginnings are just peeking about, complacently studying
Whispered desires spirited into the open at tiny moments of
Listening carefully for familiar sounds to beckon inner
Knowing that trust is missing from life and love can never be
attained, because of this missing ingredient, saddens hearts
There is no consoling or healing to be done for scars have
been too long embedded in a being.
Unafraid of life and change, walking through it all, knowing
inside that a fear does exist of getting close or loving,
and hiding from it, not wishing to be hurt anymore.
Keeping everyone at a distance is alright most of the time,
but finding at times wishing for companionship or a close
friend to share little things with.
Continuing to be a hermit in a great big world, silent, shy,
timid throughout days of life.
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