RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Yesterday's Closets - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Rummaging around in dark closets of yesterday,
rarely opened up, just doing a little spring
Tidying up, getting ready for the next onslaught
of poetry to be written as I go along, listening
All of it makes a difference in what I see and
think every moment of my life.
Situated in a tempest of medical problems and
writing my way out of it all - trying to stay
sane in these trying times.
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