RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Watching The Sun Set - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sun shining brightly behind trees, bare, holding no
leaves at all, their branches and limbs like eerie
shadows, standing against it's colorful backdrop.
Beautiful and enticing, alluring this mind, watching
the sun set behind trees and branches.
Writing a poem as I delightfully enjoy watching through
intellect's wide open wisdom and knowledge, an insight
being focused from within this mind.
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