Windows Of Reflection Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Windows Of Reflection



Bluened eyes recognizing nature's bountiful seasons
without doubts, livening sensations with significant
forte.
Sensing every motion and movement with an interior
wisdom, carefully leaning towards windows of reflection.
Softly relaxing on beds of roses, drinking in their
fragrance, tending to souls' peaceful existence.

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