An Art Museum Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

An Art Museum



Etched in my mind are pictures of life held in
treasured videos and kept safe from harm.
Strolling through all the visions being portrayed,
taking snapshots of the ones I totally adore and
placing them in frames in the hallways of my mind.
An art museum showing off all the masterpieces that
have made up my life so far.

(9: 41 a.m. - 11/18/13)

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