Final Edges Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Final Edges



Reflections of angles,
staring back at me in mirror-like images,
showing all the points surrounding a life of grief.
Poking, prodding my mind, causing it to think consciously about
what I'm doing here on edges of my final horizon.

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