RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 129,729 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Hands Of Time - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Hands of time come about slowly, leisurely, only once.
Hearts reaching out silently, mother to daughter,
unfolding love held closely by one another.
Realizing their lives together must separate and end,
pulls gently, sorrowfully, at their minds.
Tears welling up inside, painfully reminding them that
one soul must pass from this life to heaven.
Hurting violently within at times, not wanting to let go,
not wanting to give up their lives together.
Yet, knowing too, that suffering is worse than death.
As twilight emerges, mother and daughter looking deeply
into each other's eyes, seeing their love for each other,
quietly holding hands, waiting for God to take over and
say when.


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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 9, 2013


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