Private Place Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Private Place



Blue skies gathering their skirts around them as
they step over and into a flowing river beneath
them.

Slowly at first, checking the temperature of the
water, then being satisfied, jumping in to cool
off for a while.

Floating and diving beneath it's depths and upon
it's surface, peaceful and serene.

No one being any wiser, a private place all their
own in the center of nature.

Thursday, May 7, 2015
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