RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Undefiled Little World - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Reciprocating eternally, thinking, pondering facts
of life, trying to decipher the truth from lies that
insist on mixing in with the goodness we always try
and portray in this life.
Increasing power and strength of our minds through
learning and knowledge that accumulates throughout
our lives, rambling down pathways of yesterday,
comparing ideas and thoughts of past days with those
we are living with today in the present.
Glorifying younger days, remembering them with the
innocence and purity of childhood, never ever for-
getting the life that once was being lived in an
open and undefiled little world all our own.
Chances abounding to become what our dreams held
onto as we slept in nighttime goals, performing,
and finding that being aimless and free allowed us
to become mindful of effervescent ideas and ideals
that held so much promise.
Always being used for ourselves and all of mankind
in the process of this life here in this earthly world.
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