RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Relaxing, enjoying lunch with a friend, talking, laughing, reminiscing.
Life seems to be contented, surrounding us with it's loveliness.
Family members dying, others becoming pregnant, altogether growing up and closer with each year.
Eating lunch, looking around, hearing the loudness of many voices blended.
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Running after emotions as they rush into plains of exuberance,
bowling over everything in the way of turmoil.
Giving of self in every corner, yet not trusting anyone to
treat life with the dignity it deserves.
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Holding my granddaughter in my arms, sound asleep.
Kissing her forehead gently so as not to wake her up.
Heart swelling with love beyond itself, eyes stinging from tears of joy.
God touching our souls as one, our granddaughter, full of the Holy Spirit - leading her through life and guiding her according to God's love.
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Centering self with outward forces,
being coerced into energetic ways of life.
Being alive to inner tempos and intelligent
beings, sending thoughts to heaven with
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Today is a day for celebrating birth,
a mystery of a person, born without a
voice to talk to anyone with.
Her eyes taking in everything they see,
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Books of learning are taught by those who don't even know what they've read.
Yet, they continue to teach what they think, giving their opinions ad nauseum, living, making money off of other people's wisdom.
Caring never to tell the truth so it may be finally known and taught compassionately without lies.
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Interchanges in life, continually moving through my mind,
never dissipating, always being right in the center of
thoughts.
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Watching seniors dance and enjoy life for moments in
time.
Being together, socializing and becoming young for a
while through music, flowing smoothly and constantly.
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Enjoyable melodies of childhood, develop musical perfection
along the way.

Creating prodigies of quality and tonal perfect pitch while
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