Fate Walks Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Fate Walks



Anticipating glorious nature's filmy haze,
decorating my mind with ageless scenery.

Focusing on idealistic measures as life
turns and curves with every passing whim.

As fate walks before me, it takes steps
to prepare my path, regulating every
motion in my space of time.

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