RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sounding timidly in a song of yesterday, unsure of
it's lasting rhythm and if I can keep up with it.
Leaving the passion in gifts to be opened on later
dates in the future.
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Selecting words, fitting them into lyrics of songs
I create.
Feeling tempos beating inside, giving measures of
happiness to fill my days.
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Rushing into the beginnings of new life, alive in
Christ tonight.
Totally availing of everyone's presence, we are
continuing His work as we let our dreams go back
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Little Granddaughter, waiting patiently at home for
my arrival, so we can play Barbie's and have some
fun together, until her Daddy gets home from work.
Always a comfort to her, having Grandma beside her,
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Ferns spreading themselves through my mind, touching
particles that feel them intensely.
Dusting off their slender fingers, they continue to
settle, easing stress as I watch them standing still
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White doves flying together, gracefully soaring on
invisible air currents, carrying them into far
reaches of heaven.
Beautiful flight patterns, touching my sight with
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Steadily moving, sliding, swaying with music of the
electric slide.
Enthusiastic smiles on faces of all those up dancing,
watching their expressions of concentration.
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Reaching into the atmosphere, hoping to grasp some
happiness to help me carry on today.
Then my older son calls to tell me my Granddaughter
has the chickenpox.
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Father, I feel your death more keenly tonight than any
other since our last moments together here on earth.

Your absence scrapes against my heart, hurting so deep
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Visions growing from my mind, taking me through the
lonely deserts without fear.
Wandering through all the mysterious sounds of
silence, giving the eccentric ideas of tomorrow a
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