Misty-Eyed Remembrance Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Fantastic motion, swirling into my being,
taking me on a voyage through pathways,
leading to forests of childhood.

Premiering visions left behind, only
brought forward now, because I've gone
through filing cabinets of my brain and
taken them out to look at in misty-eyed
remembrance.

Mysteriously, emotions and feelings erupt,
placing themselves in my heart, causing
tears to swell and sorrow to flow into my interior.