RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Memories Unfold Their Hands - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
In the back of a mind, so many memories fill the
thinking span of time.
Saddened times no longer here, are still touching
strings inside a feeling heart.
Gently weeping through the years, of times remem-
bered in the past.
Softly, echoes call from heavenly causes held inside,
awaiting an inevitable touch of associated love attach-
ed to them.
Memories, so deep, so sad, gently unfolding their
hands, allowing the good and loving times to touch and
heal all the hurts and sorrow.
So we may again clasp the hands of memory in sweetened
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