RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Trees are waving, telling me good-bye.
Life is to begin once again on an opposite shore.
One without any parents this time.
A void - and emptiness - brought on by death.
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Counting backwards into time, watching the past unfold
through children playing and enjoying nature's bountiful eternity.

Joy being brought about through eyes of the child you
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Throughout life we all have to deal with ignorant people in positions of power.
Being totally frustrated by some who think they know it all, when in reality all they know is nothing.
Making up rules as they sit behind desks of make-believe knowledge, they impose their beliefs and will upon us.
Knowing the pettiness that is their life, patiently, following their pretend rules while inside quietly fuming is wearing on the nerves.
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Seeing a child, sitting with her family, hearing her mom singing karoke.
Looking around, catching my eye with a genuine pride and smiling.
As her Mom sings a song so beautifully and perfectly in time.
Someone for a little child to look up to in life.
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