RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Nature beckons me through glass windows, enticing my
soul to look out and find peace that always resides
within.
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Sun filtering through, touching me warmly with it's
cuddling glow.
Brightly standing about, treating all of nature to
it's generous thoughtful food of life.
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Figuratively swinging through life on a tire swing,
remembering what it was like to be a child growing
up.
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Softly echoing moods of intensity, placating memories
with soulful music.
So gently, interpreting life into musical scores,
rounding up joyful talent, holding it closely, a
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Bells ringing in my mind,
pealing laughter and happiness
throughout time.
Sudden depressions of fallacies
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Quietly dealing with patients, holding his own patience
in check, being thorough to a fault, working late.

Somehow always falling behind, patients are waiting for
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Swiftly falling into the rhythm of another funny song.
Taking me down flowing spirals of yesterday's echoes
and climbing canyon walls with no excuses or alibis.
Moving forward into spaces reserved just for me,
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Tickling softly, ivories of my mind, letting music
filter through the silence, ethereally.
Cuddling closely, heart and soul move magically
across my mind, dancing to inner rhythms which are
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Sleeping soundly, listening to adaptations of heaven
as life drifts it's way.
Spirals revolving around sunbeams as I lay sleeping
peacefully.
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