Warm Horizons Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Warm Horizons



Stretching and groaning our way down lanes of peaceful
memories, trying to not let them get us down all the time.
Startling images falling into our lines of vision, we step
into our future horizons, walking in it's warm sands.

(11: 28 a.m. - 9/11/09)

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