Only Writing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Only Writing



Lights shining into my mind as I watch everyone climb around, not staying close to anyone for any reason.
Not leaving room for a person to talk, because I'm writing to my heart's content, freer than I've been in years.
Loving every moment I can be holding a pen in hand, writing life down for others to read in poetry.

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