Open Minds Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Open Minds



Switching gears in mid-thought, wondering where lights
of yesterday have gone and why they've been shut off
without ceremony.

Rites of passing collect themselves on pages forever,
remembering all of past memories, as in a book of open
minds.

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