Expectancy Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Expectancy



There's darkness on the edge of this life, deepening
every day, waiting for death to say when and take me
with him.

Living each moment with an expectancy of seeing another
day, fulfilling a little more of my purpose here in
life.

Wanting to do all that I can to do something for all
of humanity, hoping to keep the darkness at bay until
having finished what I've begun here already on earth.

Sunday, September 13, 2015
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