RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Memories Of Age


Christmas being held tightly, awaiting it's day with
delight and joy.
Filled with grace and spirit, all decorations glistening
with happiness on everyone's faces.
Children watching and walking past holiday beauty,
enthralled and awed by this beautiful treasure that can
never be held except in memories of age.
Traveling down pathways towards days of Santa, and baby
Jesus being placed in mangers the world over.
Hearts are held in hands of peaceful serenity for a
lifetime of interior moments of silence.

(10: 5 a.m. - 12/09/08)

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2014
Edited: Friday, January 03, 2014

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