Staving Off Death Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Staving Off Death
Succulently listening to the sounds of tangerines
being eaten by pool players sitting around me,
leisurely.
Enjoying the atmosphere, absorbing the talented
games of all those playing here today.
An exceptional endeavor that is daily generating
peace and hope for each player, standing in the
last of their senior years.
Staving off death with pleasurable activities to
keep them active and living.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
4/25/2024 3:53:17 AM # 1.0.0.1119
