Saturday Nights Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Saturday Nights
Swelling pride of music tells all through melodies of
beneficent thoughts in rhythms being placed into puzzle
pieces of aforethought.
Never mixing possibilities into derelict substances,
holding them instead for circumstantial evidence, just
in case life took a turn for the worse, happening in
events of Saturday nights, feeling positive moods of
tomorrows visions.
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