An Impossible Part Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Guitar being picked gently as the night wears on,
making this poetical soul see into misty black
curtains of death.

Nothing to know, just feeling emotions of a life-
time wanting to be expressed and seen in the light
of a blessed and sacred moment.

Measures in chords that hold onto this heart and
soul with an intense sense of grief and loss, an
impossible part of life, never able to justify
the reality of the impossible.