Dreaming Of Wonder Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Empty chairs now being seen for it is getting late and
people are getting tired, wanting to go home to bed,
dreaming of the wonder and intense feelings of songs.

Rhythms being played in a place of karaoke where people
are of one heart and mind, singing and feeling passion
of each and every rhythm.

Singers tonight getting older, slowing down, but still
having the energy of a younger person, holding onto the
measures of rhythms here in a darkened light.