Beauty Of Yesterday's Love Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind skipping through a forest of imagination, feeling youth being
recaptured in beauty of yesterday's love and compassion.

Staring into the starlight of destiny, watching as it tempts me to
join in, playing with an inner child's excitement and innocence.

Taking advantage of a measure of fun, skipping in time with the
music, climbing trees and jumping out of them.

Wonder, awe and curiosity blossoming ever so faithfully in depths
of intellect.

Ambition taking hold, soaring into an everlasting joy that holds
promises of better things to come.

Never going to let these feelings get away, for they make me feel
so good inside.