Memories Lit In Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Memories being lit dimly in the darkness, not wanting their
tears to be seen falling from within the sadness and sorrow
of all the yesterdays that have expired with loved ones.

Thinking of each of them, wanting to find answers to all
questions of life, but it never does happen, we can only
understand so much of it.

Everyone's dreams are laid to rest on our final sunsetical
shores, unafraid of death, looking forward to its silence
coming upon this mere poet.

An intense feeling of an unconditional love from God above,
an addictive and intense sense of peace that quickly enve-
lopes oneself when that last breath of life has been expung-
ed from our lungs and bodies.