Perfect Fit Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Immersed in thoughts, not wanting to pinpoint what is
being gone through with breast cancer and radiation
treatments.

Wanting to stay in landscapes of beautiful deserts,
because that's how this poet's feeling inside, alone
and deserted.

Yet, it's so comfortable and fits this mere poet so
tactfully, giving an immeasurable amount of peace
and tranquility always hidden within.

Feeling solace so intently, not wanting to leave
this sphere of desert landscapes for it's pleasant
and a perfect fit for this poet's mind-set right now.