RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Particles Of Life - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Stomping down on particles of advice given to me on how
to write their way.
Why when I have innate talent to dictate how I write
It irks me to think other people know better than me how
to write and use my gifts to express what I'm thinking
It all comes from within me, no one else, therefore I'll
continue doing what I know is the best way for me.
Living the essence of my passion with out deterring from
it's purpose in life for me alone.
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