Defining Who We Are Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

True love is rare indeed, those who find it in their lives are
so very lucky to have done so, looking at past memories when
in senior years.

Seeing all the beautiful, wonderful times remembered in those
special moments can forever be preserved as we go through life
making those times extra special with the one we love.

Life being darkened by death, loss and grief are difficult, but
must be measured also in rhythms of our lives daily, stepping
into the past, yet looking to the future while in the present.

It's a time of thoughts and feelings, emotions bringing into the
light the ones that have special meanings to each of us, in fact,
defining who we are in the reality of living.