Sensitive Purity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sensitive Purity
Looking into the mirror of my life,
watching reruns of when just a child.
Happy, bittersweet memories, touching
my heart with a sensitive purity.
Wishing life could go back and forth,
taking me with it.
Some nice times would surely be worth it.
Taking time to reminisce, forging life
into a prosperous corner, revealing the
secrets to lead me into aging parties
of joy.
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