Watching Minutes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching Minutes



Watching minutes roll around a clock, counting down life's
time on earth with every rotation.
Not dwelling on unconscious thoughts because they intend
to only downplay our purpose here.
Finding tasks and meanings in daily living, bringing them
fruitfully into a happy solitude.

Friday, December 13, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: happy,solitude
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