RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Memories Of Old - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Frolicking across many memories of old, hoping there'll be many more to look back upon one day when I can no longer see through life's windows.
Because death will be clouding my vision with integrated wisdom, completing my journey with a distant dream of fate, sailing away with my destiny.
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