Enriching Blossoms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Enriching Blossoms



Roses blooming in thoughts of prose, giving me pleasure as
I watch them blossom, enriching this mind with plentiful
images.

Visions being contoured and shaped as they are molded from
tiny ideas, created in my brain.

As I walk aimlessly, looking around, always with a pen in
hand and blank book awaiting the many scribbles of intellect
to be written down for literature of generations to come.

Saturday, April 5, 2014
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