Looking Forward To Our Trip Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rising fresh and alert on this Arizona stormy morning,
looking forward to my trip to the Casino today.

Sitting here on the bus, waiting to head out, storm
clouds everywhere, rain off and on, sometimes heavily.

Vibrant and full of energy, my mind is filling with
thoughts as I write.

Finding words needed as the pen touches this paper,
set and ready for this brand new day.

Hoping that I will be a lucky one as I play free bingo
at the fort and try my luck at the slots.

Waiting yet, for the bus to load up so we can get on
the road.