Aged Talent Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Aged Talent

Rating: 3.5


Flags waving in the distance as people enjoy
themselves, dancing around the room, smiles
enamored from music and it's rhythmical beat.
Tones of remembrance falling to the ground,
filled with images circularly twirling around
in minds of aged talent.
Sources of individual passion endure through
notes and melodies of reverberation.

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