Friendliness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Friendliness



Circular rectangles touching my mind mysteriously and timidly with a shyness borne from birth.
Illuminated in a powder of lightness, feeling almost invisible in the center of a crowded room filled with volunteers.
Characters are forthcoming, experiencing the friendliness of one another as we sit around tables juxtapositionally, laughing and enjoying each other's company.

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