RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Silent memories, echoing past days of
loving and promises of future beginnings.
Turning me around, taking me from death's
doorstep to a compilation of yesterday's
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Speculating on another time, rehearsing
remarks made and answers hesitantly given.
Unwritten words, settling for extremes of
open-ended conversations.
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A timid woman, nervous, yet unafraid to
take the microphone in front of a small crowd.
Voice gently singing in time with her heart.
Letting the beauty of her soul emanate in a
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Photographic memories being sorted through over the years.

Watching moments cross visions in pictures, precious to a
heart, allowing a bittersweet love to suddenly appear in
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Raking memories into piles,
waiting to be jumped in and
remembered for the happiness
they once were when young.
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Taking a walk with rhythm in hand,
holding the melody with an aspiring beauty.
Guiding the way, leading a musical harmony
that elevates and touches the hearts of many.
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A harmonizing figure of music
being played in perfect pitch
by a heart-felt fellow,
coming close to heaven as his
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Relaxing in a smooth song of young love,
remembering the days when we were promising
to love someone forever.
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Felt in sympathy for the loss of Andy Williams,
Sam plays 'Moon River' on his harmonica.
In tune with sorrow felt at his passing,
everyone sings along, hoping to pay him tribute
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Rising above the grief of death, I sit in stillness,
quietly reminiscing about yesterday's love of family.
Resting heads on silken pillows, I touch days that
are now lost in death's embrace.
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