RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Waiting expectantly for an answer to life's endless questions,
always writing, hoping to bring solutions into being,
posterity hoping I can come up with something concrete and
Soothing balms of serenity gently touch inner strength with
buoyant hopes set in gems of wisdom.
Habitually sending thoughts off into verdant pastures of
timeless motion, enabling rhythmic melodies to produce more
ideal thoughts and inventive moods of aptitude.
Lengthening lists not yet finished on topics of preferential
quests of puzzling aftermaths.
Colloquial investments being narrowed daily by narrow-minded
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