Generous Memories Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Remembering the past and walking through the desert in
an early morning, going to school alone.

Listening to music on my portable transistor radio, my
time being tolerable that way.

Always listening to the beat and moving to each tempo
as it's bopped and played in intellect.

Bringing joy and happiness with every step that I took,
experiencing an elation and euphoric sensation, loving
the beats and rocking to them.

Interiorly, heart steady, keeping time and finding l
liveliness accompanying me to school every day.

Hushed vibrations touching and filling me so enticingly
and incessantly.

A beautiful and tantalizing vision that still stays with
me on photographic screens.

Every day filled with these generous memories, taking me
back in time whenever wanting to reminisce, stepping in
time.