What They Are Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

What They Are



Stranded in a mire of sorrow, collapsing interiorly,
trying not to let it show.
Snaking through every experience, living to the limit,
and enjoying moments for what they are.
Grasping details in an open mind, spreading them around
through poetry and rhythmical rhymes.

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