RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Aching Sorrow - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Watching people live everyday lives, seeing their
heartaches and sorrow written over their faces,
telling of their trials and tribulations.
Lonely people, widows, facing life without their
partners and soulmates, drifting aimlessly, doing
activities to fill up all the lonely hours - yet
still feeling empty and abandoned.
Watching others smiling, holding hands, enjoying
themselves, caring and sharing their lives for
every moment they're alive, just like they used to
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