RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Thinking Of The Future - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Being taunted by melodies as I write, tempting rhythms
and taking every fiber and particle of my being into
interior fathoms of my life.
Gifting this mind in order to be able to write of every-
thing aptly and concisely, placing it all in sentences
of prose that will make sense to others.
Filled with a purpose and reason to reach those whom God
chooses to touch in this life, using me as an instrument
in doing so it seems.
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