Cradles Of Emotion Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Singing of life and it's many losses throughout,
matching rhythms to tears.

Continuing to fall into depths of inner labyrinths
and abysses, all left behind by the death of
loved ones, missed forevermore.

Capturing tears, placing them in cradles of emotion
where they will be rocked and cared for throughout
life, because they can never be lost or forgotten.

Taking care of them so they won't continue to hurt
with their sharpened shards of crystal broken tears
as they fall like glass within torn hearts.

Tinkling in minds for a lifetime, never letting go
of them even in times of joy and happiness, all
memories joined with their echoing cries in an
entire lifetime.

Gifted, misplaced, tenderly compassionate towards
others in this world who need a caring soul and
heart to touch theirs in the icy cold of death's
embrace.

Sojournly walking away, combining expressions and
experiences together in a mixture of sorrowful grief,
holding oneself to rigors of everyday life.

No wonder left to be felt deeply inside where all loss
continually resides in each of us, so placidly and
temporarily we walk to our final sunsets and end.