Being Panagiota
~Being Panagiota~
Sometimes,a very lonely place indeed.
It comes with a rose colored gift, called
seeking my integrity.
Folks who have it, are my speed!
They are gifts of joy each day.
Encouraging to be myself, all the way.
Their wisdom, rises as incense divine,
Blessing each second of valued time.
Enabling me to quill,such fine rhymes.
Thank you, all!
Panagiota
August 4, 2020
9pm PST
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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