Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Unanswered Prayer


Answers replying through the years in unanswered prayers, finding their way at last to my ears.
Now is not the time to be fulfilled, yet a tear forms in the corner of my eye, wishing I hadn't asked for that certain someone to be a part of my life, because now I'm all alone on a hidden passage through mourning, never able to forget the love given to me for such a short while.
Clouds form and push me forward where I don't want to travel - just hold on to the past and an answered prayer that I now hear a faraway reply from.

Submitted: Tuesday, April 09, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, October 09, 2013

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