Taunting Fate Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Taunting Fate



Touching my soul as a light starts shining down a darkened hallway.
Guiding my gifts and talents, finding an avenue that can transport me to the top of an elastic maneuverability of fame.
Tossing all caution to winds of chance, taunting fate to try and catch me in it's throes.
Running away faster than the speed of sound, sitting down upon the welcome mat of heaven.

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