RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Turning Into Measures Of Rhythm - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Singly marching to an inner beat, finding steps in synch
through measures of life, giving ideas a staccato beat.
Qualifying and putting everything into coded sequences,
watching as they turn into measures of rhythms.
Quality refined and attuned with just a wind of my mind,
loving how it feels within my brain as it continues day
after day in my life.
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