Unfinished Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Unfinished



Noon day sun has taken over morning,
creeping silently and hotly over earth.
Significantly permeating the atmosphere
with life-giving force and meaning,
preparing this day for each of us to use
wisely.
During our stay on earth, many occupations
and leisurely activities are started or
begun.
Not all of them will be finished, because
sometimes our lives are completed before
they are done.

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