Time Of Inner Contemplation Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Time Of Inner Contemplation



Standing across the room, watching, noticing what is going
on, never making a sound.

When gone home within, writing of exciting discoveries all
made during this time of inner contemplation of outer
surroundings.

Love always encompassing excerpts written down and left to
the interpretation of others who might read them during
leisure hours of pleasure.

Saturday, December 6, 2014
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