RoseAnn V. Shawiak (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)
Sliding up the ramps of tomorrow's beginnings,
traipsing into landscapes of my dreams.
At last, finalizing life in conjectures of
Going forward taking me with it into volumes
of interesting poetical visions, waiting for
my entrance into their depths at last.
Trusting the final dreams of my life, never
taking my eyes off of the final prize as I
pass unhesitantly to the other side.
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