RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Delighted beyond imagination, filled with wonder,
peace and tranquility, listening to a band of
Italians.
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Music of a saxophone, clear, precise, in time, filling
the atmosphere with notes and beauty through it's
master's mind and fingerings.
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Twilling and singing through a saxophone, dancing to
the beat, bringing happiness and joy to a sorrowful
heart.
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Dancing through nuptials made years ago, enjoying the
ebb and flow of music covering egos and pride.

Movement peacefully gliding through the years, into
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Folds of linen memories quiver in the air, hesitant to
make appearances.
Yet, in the stillness of yesterday, they make themselves
known with softly flowing petals of life.
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Touching my soul, filling it with beautiful music
and prose.
Yanni, carefully selecting ivory's on a piano in
his mind.
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Touching sorrow being gently held in a fragile heart,
opening a window, letting it slowly seep out into
life, causing grief-stricken tears to fall from
watery eyes.
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Thinking of others, joy standing out on her face,
reaching always without qualms or fears, to
others in need of a sprig of happiness.
Dancing, gliding, being an outpouring of God's
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Years of wisdom and experience contained in a senior
center add to the joy of life.
As people stand and walk to the dance floor, happy
just to be alive and able to bring some happiness to
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Merrily stepping in tune with a polka as it takes us
up and sets us down over and over again.
Bodies filling ever faster with the elation of notes,
building themselves in hearts of emotion.
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