Gently Moving Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gently Moving



Haunting eyes of development, looking into my soul,

Grasping meanings and definitions of what I hold
within, flowing with the waters gently moving with my spirit.

Thursday, July 24, 2014
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