Doors Closing When Purpose Of Life Is Fulfilled Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Doors opening throughout the years, fulfilling purposes then
closing when certain things have been completed and put to
rest.

Awaiting final moments to be absorbed in life's purpose at
last, forgetting about others as far as what they think a-
bout this poet's purpose and what it is.

It has nothing to do with anyone else, still, going through
life, always finding ways to help people along the way, giving
from the heart, never counting the cost.

Always having a positive attitude and mood, even when being
interrupted by people whenever writing poetry and listening
to music.