Touching Sight Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Touching Sight

Rating: 5.0


Sitting here at my Granddaughter's sixteenth birthday
party, everyone up and dancing, having a great time.

Music playing loudly without interruption, just like
I love it when writing.

All my Granddaughter's young friends are choreographed
and dancing like professionals, a beautiful sight to see.

My sons up and dancing with their daughters, in step and
whirling about the room.

Tears trying to spring to my eyes, because my sons are
perfect fathers, loving and caring.

Doing everything for their children, beautiful to my
heart, as it overflows with love for them.

Continuing to dance, smiles on their faces, daughters
looking with love pouring from their little eyes.

A touching sight for a Mother/Grandmother to witness
at this late stage in her life.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bhargabi Dei Mahakul 01 November 2015

Smiles are counted to dance here with interesting mind and imagery. Nicely penned poem shared...10

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