Unsuitable Curiosity Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Unsuitable Curiosity



Born into talent, spreading wings at an early age,
imagination stretched from the outset at an even keel.

Growing, maturing, becoming at every turn, seeking
answers at an early age, finding few of them that
suited the curiosity of a child.

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