Exuding The Child Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Forward moving, hanging onto moments of importance, now
believing in someone called God, knowing there can never
be anyone else in life.

Looking forward to seeing Him, watching the world go by,
anticipating love that will someday come to pass, always
moving towards that goal.

Striving to empty life of past deeds, getting on in life
with new perspectives and dimensions, allotting time spent
in exploring an inner world to various moments and degrees.

Finding answers and freedom in whatever's discovered, help-
ing to create a life that should have always been, now on
edges of a new horizon.

Becoming what was held within, expanding into ever-widening
circles in time, playfully exuding the child hiding within
yesterday's images.