Remembering Times Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Remembering Times



Rain trickling through my mind, giving me pause, remembering the last time I was with family back east and tearfully watching memories as I lived back then.
Wishing life could sometimes stay the same and not move forward, knowing that will never be the case.
As I sit and remember, images flow like rain, trickling down my face.

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