Wisdom's Eyes Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wisdom's Eyes



Adjusting systems of belief as
I age closer to the end of life.

Finding out, through wisdom's eyes,
that some things were never important
and little things grew in wonder.

In retrospect, years bring a colorful
discrepancy into the picture.

Giving us choices we'd rather not think
about until we've traveled to the rim of
whatever happens to corner us in a
makeshift nightmare.

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