Focusing Memories Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Focusing Memories



Striped images surrounding windows of my mind,
reaching backwards into time, focusing on
memories of Mom and Dad, and what we did together.
A flightly, airy, feeling of being loved
unconditionally.
It's memory fills my heart and oozes tears of
bittersweet days out my eyes, touching my mind
and soul again.

Sunday, January 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: dad,memory,mom
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