Pictureal Images Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Remembering the past while driving down highways of the
present.

Knowing life has been rearranged here in senior years,
slowing down, not able to do what was done when younger.

Although memories are still being made with sons, Grand-
children and family.

Beautiful thoughts of pictureal images, sounding happily
through my mind.

Technically listening to aging rhythms, composing those
of my own to take into death with my soul.

Riding into the distance, letting everything flow beyond
me, preparing my place in heaven.