Buried Sorrow Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Buried Sorrow



Watching memories of yesterday gather in a painting,
filled with nature and sensual directions.

Reaching out, touching scented visions of long ago
positions.

Taking in stride, all sorrow buried inside a painting,
echoing nature.

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