Treasure Trove Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Treasure Trove



Traipsing off into forests of my mind,
enjoying scents of pine differentiating
themselves from all others, overpowering
my senses, yet lifting my spirits and
expectations.

A treasure trove of insights at my
fingertips, allowing entrance into any
and all matters of descriptive essence.

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