Wintering Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wintering in the snowfall of yesterday, not wanting
to move into spring or summer for this mind loves
to play in the snow.

An imaginational reality allows it to happen when
listening to musical rhythms, into this heart a
lonely song is being sung.

Taking this being into the entertaining bands of this
world, stepping in time, enjoying feelings that are
being swept throughout this mere poet.

Never wanting to settle down in this life, having an
intense wanderlust for every place on earth, wanting
to know about all people and their countries.