Promises On A Whim Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Promises On A Whim



Promises being made on a whim, never really thinking to
fulfill them, just talking rubbish, filling in time.

Casting to and fro, looking into depths of heaven with
a telescope of ingenuity.

Creating, designing picture puzzles needed for tomorrow's
writing.

Becoming satisfied with the beauty of nature and flowing
down the river of life.

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