Sitting On A Stool Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting On A Stool



Sitting upon a stool, looking out over the tops of many
cycle booths and motorcycles.

Seeing trees waiting patiently and quietly, set in their
roots, just observing everything going on beneath them.

Gentle breezes blowing them in time with musical rhythms
emanating from an invisible hand.

Thursday, March 5, 2015
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