Melodies Of Age Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Melodies Of Age



Life takes us by the hand as we stroll towards our ends,
always expecting it to turn out differently in our minds
than it does.
Holding lives together, love is held like a keepsake
through time, unfurling it's circle in rings of fiery
closeness.
Sensing truth and explanations that never appear to
interfere in melodies of age.

(7: 43 p.m. - 12/12/08)

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