An Oasis Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

An Oasis



Crawling through deserts to find an oasis built by humans.
It is left pretty much in nature's hands with just a few
tables and benches to sit on and enjoy the live movie of
nature taking place before your eyes.

Tuesday, May 27, 2014
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