Quiet Times Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Quiet Times



Daylight showing visions clearly,
insipidly without coloring anything
with rose-colored glasses.

Finite pastimes listed in mind-
boggling avenues and venues of non-
invasive categories and saved for
quiet times in choice environments.

Thursday, November 14, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: rose
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