Books line the walls in my most cherished room of careless thoughts nary a trace The window frames a rose bush thriving and eager to bloom A million facts and figures fill my head and more learned I had hope to grow Reason has begun to lose the race and now all I really wish to know, is how the warm rosy dawn sparkles in your eyes and caresses your sleepy face
Mary Angela Nangini's poems celebrate the richness of life and love. From the city to cottage-country and the roads in between, Nangini explores the changing seasons of her varied region. (This book will soon be reprinted in hard cover.)
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I enjoyed this piece and it's imagery and emotion!
~Nikki~