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RoseAnn V. Shawiak Not Wasting Moments - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak Listlessly sitting back, watching people live their lives, knowing they are only standing around the edges, not really participating in most of it. Living every moment of my own life, it's easy to tell how others are just barely living theirs. What does it take to move others into circles of their everyday routines, and actually enjoy what they're doing. Pleasant activities are the most fulfilling - usually. For me everything has meanings, I delve into all of them whole-heartedly, not sacrificing any time, just being a part of life with all my heart and soul - not leaving out even a particle of it. Comments about Not Wasting Moments by RoseAnn V. Shawiak Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. RoseAnn V. Shawiak's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe
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Brandy Avery Is Breá Imithe - Poem by Brandy Avery Le tú imithe, Níor mhothaigh mé sin saor in aisce. Just a bheith ina n-aonar le mo chuid páistí agus dom. Is é mo strus iontach íseal. Le aon cabhair ó thuas agus thíos. Is é mo ghrá duit réidh go bás. Bhí ár ngrá aon rud ach bréag. Mo neart agus aisling teacht ar ais chugam. Le tú ní raibh mé in ann a fheiceáil. Mo shúile oscailte leathan don chéad uair. Mo chroí agus anam is arís mianach. Bhrúigh tú dom síos go dtí an talamh. Ní bheidh mo chreideamh a unfound. Na rudaí a dúirt tú agus ní raibh Gortaítear. Déileálfar tú dom agus páistí cosúil le salachar. Arís eile tá mé in ann a aisling. Gan dúiseacht i scread. Tá mé ag mothú mar a bheadh éan ag eitilt saor in aisce. Saor in Aisce arís a bheith díreach dom. Comments about Is Breá Imithe by Brandy Avery Read this poem in other languages This poem has not been translated into any other language yet. Brandy Avery's Other Poems Famous Poems Phenomenal Woman Maya Angelou Still I Rise Maya Angelou The Road Not Taken Robert Frost If You Forget Me Pablo Neruda Dreams Langston Hughes Annabel Lee Edgar Allan Poe Caged Bird Maya Angelou If Rudyard Kipling Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening Robert Frost A Dream Within A Dream Edgar Allan Poe