RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Winter falls around me, wrapping it's eerie white blanket over my life, freezing it's dreams in imagination's storehouse.
While consciously thinking, arousing subconscious ideas to form layers of snow on a mind's plain in depths of grey matter.
Conflict, serenity, blended together, forming puzzles of meaning to begin and end in an endless array of poetry.
Fitting into a genuine purpose lived within, holding onto God's promises, heading for heaven.