RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Going Into An Interior Life - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Turmoil and challenges on earth take our time and energy
away from things that really matter, like loving our own
families and spending every spare moment with them.
Trying to be in a good mood, keeping a positive attitude,
yet at times it becomes nearly impossible, praying, going
into an interior life filled with peace and serenity.
Helping a lot to focus and stay on track, listening to
music, rhythms playing all the time, collecting thoughts
to write into poetry at the drop of a hat.
Incessantly keeping time in measures of rhythm, finding
moments to be with family, placing precious moments into
photographic memories for times when I'm lonely and by
myself when elderly.
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