Adopted Child
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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India has opened up a treasure chest and found a gem in the
form of a mere poet, enjoying and loving what she has to
say about everything written in a poem.
How come America hasn't discovered her before now, why has
it taken the people of India to transform her into a star
to be gazed at from afar?
Delectable meanings dripping from the universe and into
poems to be read by everyone.
An obscure poet sitting alone and always writing, now
India's adopted poetical child of verse.
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