Ghost Riders Touching Our Hearts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Guitar strumming a heart broken by death's embrace, his sister
taken too soon, now singing tonight, Ghost Riders in the sky,
touching our hearts with his sadness and sorrow.

As he fills this evening atmosphere with the loneliness of
his little sister gone from his life, being detached from a
life together, yet playing for those who are here.

Now roaming through skyways of an emptiness that cannot be
soothed, it just won't disappear for he and his sister were
so very close all through life.

Writing like a Ghost Rider himself, about his little sister
that he loved so much throughout their lives together, all
that's left of her is being played in his music daily.