Italian Lady Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Italian Lady
Curtains closing upon the ending of another day, being
taken into realms of subconsciousness where it will be
stirred and blended with imagination, taking a certain
amount of time.
No sins being found in a simple Italian lady, grasping
purity and innocence closely to her heart, never taking
eyes off of the prospect of heaven.
Friday, April 3, 2015
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