Puddles Of Bittersweet Sadness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Falling into lines of demarcation, wanting to be freed from
life's hold, yet desiring to be held in nature's realms.

Life-altering ideas, continually seep into my mind, detaching
my soul from the circular aspects of tripping epics in
yesterday's ages.

Wallowing through so many puddles of bittersweet sadness,
collecting memories to pass on to my grandchildren, kept
safely in poems I write myself.

Knowing that they will be passed on legibly for the rest
of time.