Silently Tripping Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Silently Tripping



Silently tripping through time, day dreaming of
wonderful moments had in the past.

Being brought forward in beauty of rhythm, images
swirling into visions as I think of all the wonder
and awe throughout life.

Amazing thoughts, revolving constantly, taking me
back and forth in an atmosphere of beauty.

Friday, March 14, 2014
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