Being Accepted
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Catching clouds, riding them through skies of imagination
just for the thrill of it all.
Soaring with the eagles, being accepted and brought under
their wings for protection in the cold atmosphere.
Slipping in and out of visions as I flow along with intense
desires, trying them on for size.
Living on cushions of mere circumstances, wandering in my
dreams and not being caught up in any outside activities.
Being blessed with innate talent to be used in purposes of
my life on earth.
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