RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

Unrehearsed death comes only once in a lifetime.
We remain strangers on the outskirts of one
another until it is our time to expire.
Leaving life, no longer able to fend for itself
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Surrounded by the lifeless joy of human nature,
at times brings despair and sadness.
Remembering the good times and joy is the only
way to help people through the unending grief
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A silent voice calling us from afar,
bringing our souls together before
we ever meet face to face.
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A bond of life grows within each of us,
we hold it close, fearful of it's demise.

At times.
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Run on a voyage all your own, become the quest you hide within.
Be. Just be who you are. Whoever that is.
Find inside, without using your thoughts or mind, just who you
are.
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Pounding out the rhythm of the road,
taking any direction headed out.
It's an arduous journey down a long
and twisting road, filled with surprise
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Freedom riding the waves of expressive thought,
balancing the reasons of good and evil.
An act of favoritism costing one self-esteem
and the other pride.
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Soldiers of battles fought during
lifetimes are bittersweet and tender.
Vulnerable undertakings veritably
taken with unaccorded pride.
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