Quietly beating, life slowly ebbs it's way towards <br />aging maturity. <br />Softly bouncing throughout inner universes, carrying <br />on with lonely explanations. <br />Wending ways, hoping to realize quiet dreams thought <br />of in labyrinths, filled with puzzled ideas, sliding <br />through silent echoes of yesteryear.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/maturity-ebbs/
