Cherishing Small Things Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Cherishing Small Things



Twirling through each day, not expecting anything in
particular, just roaming around in a dense jungle of
remorse and forgotten moments left now, only in memories
stored within our minds.

Cherishing the small things we move onto another plain
where no one knows again what to expect from it's depths
either.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014
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