Gala Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waltzing into the gala rhythms of inspirational imagination,
tossing cares to the wind in anticipation of a brighter to-
morrow.

Looking into visions of the future, knowing the truth of be-
lief and conviction as we travel into our destinies, never
looking back.

Except through memories of the past, holding onto hope and
faith, praying that life will be easier as we move forward
into this blissful portrait of another time and place.