Singular Choice Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Singular Choice



Darkness surrounds the building I am sitting in,
lights twinkling in all directions from stores
scattered around this fast food restaurant, Wendy's
to be exact.

A favorite place where I can sit, eat, write, listen
to music and no one will ever bother me while I am
doing it.

Singular choice, loving the people, employees and
atmosphere, a wonderful place to sit and be creative,
a particular habit that I hold deeply inside.

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