Wandering Earth's Poetry Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wandering Earth's Poetry



Lonesome and tired of being alone at times, wandering
earth in a bubble of loneliness, sorrow tripping us up
every step of the way.

Listening to our hearts beat, thoughts swimming around,
alighting on the nib of a pen, being written into poems
for all to read one day.

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