Aromas Of Love Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Memories being sung in melodies, touching our hearts as
we fall in step with lightly saddened rhythms, our tears
falling into the whole and half notes being played.

Flowing and soaking our hearts with their salted aromas
of love, tending to emotions of loss being carried now
into every corner of life.

Having no way to avoid these sorrowful moments that have
been thrust unwillingly upon us in this temporary world,
just continuing to search for peace.

As the rain continues to fall within this tearful heart
and mindful memories of you and I, brother and sister
forever beyond even the curtains of death.