Childhood Preparing Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Watching images of myself as I played as a child with my
sisters and brother.

A totally unique experience, filling me with an appreciation
for the liveliness of life here on earth.

Wanting to remember forever, the good and innocent times of
childhood, being prepared for the years that were to come.

Being filled with aspirations, being inspired to attain
spiritual levels of maturity.

An increasingly amount of intelligence being accumulated
and used poetically throughout long and tiring years of
adulthood.

Finding at last in senior years that I have attained the
benefit of all those days of playing and using imagination,
a thorough and complete job, having been done well.