RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Fragrant Memories - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Stuttering down rhythms as they softly pass me by,
not caring if I can keep up or fall behind.
Singing in time with all musical harmonies sent to
outer canyons of forsaken peace, and kept there
for time immemorial.
Dusting my mind with fragrant memories, powdered
into scents of a mind.
Comments about Fragrant Memories by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye
William Ernest Henley
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night