Mists Of Remembering Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mists Of Remembering



In later years, sitting in an easy chair, remembering the
beauty of our love touching us both unconditionally, now
living for one another through the years on edges of life.

Still holding one another's hands and hearts, knowing that
the end is near at hand, not wanting to think of our end-
ings, just cherishing the time we have left together.

Wednesday, March 7, 2018
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