RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Sedately dancing, looking within at opportunities of
realization in life's tunnels of destiny.
Playing at rhythm's door, being calmly soothed by
it's beauty of feeling.
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Gladly beating life at it's game of fate,
changing it's melody for one of my own.

Stepping stones, leading towards future
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Life is a crystal ball, hiding your future in it's misty
haze, never telling what is around the corner.

Just leaving a shadow of you behind, with good intentions
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Separating and being silent, turning away from the world,
not wanting to be exposed to anyone.

Just wanting to be left alone to fend for myself through
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People of different races, creeds and nationalities,
coming together at the senior center, finding common
ground, playing bingo, eating, playing cards or just
enjoying entertainment being provided by different
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Rocketing across space and time, this mind being filled
with an energy of intellect.

Rising and falling, soaring and diving, becoming every-
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Listening to music rock into depths of my mind,
awakening it's thoughts, creating from pure
intellect.
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Sky overcast, filled with white clouds and very
little blue to be seen.

Trees, leaves, barely moving, very little breeze
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Living for that first sound of rhythm, each and every
morning, giving my being an excitement for a new day.

Looking forward to whatever may come into life, antici-
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Being young no more, having lived a lifetime in sixty-
four years, enjoying the times that I've had a part in.

Writing many poems, giving people all over the world a
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