Bittersweet Tinge Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Traveling on plains, alone and in a haze of yesterday,
thinking of all that I have lost in life.

Most of my loss has been family and friends dying and
leaving me behind.

Sorrowful feelings always being with me, even when I'm
happy - a bittersweet tinge is always touching my
laughter and not letting me forget.

So, writing about it here may soothe the cryptic
sadness for short moments in time, and allow me to
smile or laugh for a while.