A Joyous Past Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Music playing softly, flutelike, through my mind, touching
chords of memories, forgotten back in time.

Fearlessly tip-toeing over them, loving and holding them
closely to my heart.

Tears filling a joyous past, times gone by, saddened now by
thoughts of funerals and love lost once upon a time.

Flickering like candlelight through my mind, settling down
within keeping me company on lonely days spent by myself,
alone.