Everything Becoming Precious Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Standing in the twilight of life, everything becoming
precious and much fewer than before, somehow less be-
comes so much more when realizing our time is little.

An appreciation of it's details and appeal becomes more
alluring, enticing us to take more time in it's explora-
tion and feeling.

An infinite and timeless effort begins and ends in just
moments of reason, rhythm and it's chords playing the
music of our last days.

Such an inspiring and tantalizing way it has of coming,
sliding quietly and silently into our hearts as we slip
into the beyond.

No one noticing until they see we are no longer living
and breathing in their presence, such a holy and wonder-
fully peaceful time between living and dying I do know it.