One Alone Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
One Alone
Slowly opening eyes of intellect as the sun appears over
the horizon, peeking out at a new day, feeling comfort-
able and at peace.
Nothing to mar it's pleasure in this desert wasteland,
such an arid and vast landscape filled with a beauty all
it's own.
Not able to be shared except in depths of being, just
one alone who appreciates the solace of a wonderful land
in the wild west.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 6:18:58 PM # 1.0.0.1119
