RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sunsetical Good Night - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Dancing, doing the ballet within spaces of my mind,
correlating steps with an accompaniment of violins,
enticing them onto the ice.
So softly and gently, skating now in the rinks of
holiness, hands clasping prayers just waiting to be
As the sun snuggles between coverlets of clouds in
preparation for it's sunsetical good night, life
moves into another dimension of sunlight.
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