Margins Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Margins Of Life



Lonely and bereft, taking self into a margin of life that
can barely be felt, yet it holds onto me for now.

Living in the sorrow of all yesterday's, yet still in the
here and now, existing and being fully aware of what life
is giving to my being each and every day.

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