Leaving The Ashes Behind Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Walking in shady lanes that I used to traipse, seeing
the underside of leaves hanging upon the trees, gentle
winds taking me quickly into the tomb of myself.

Thoughts able to start a fire with just an idea, a single
purpose, having wonder take me by the hand, giving such
great peaceful hints of magic and mysteriousness.

Blazing fire of love, shining brightly upon my future
horizon, leaving ashes behind as reminders to take into
photographic memories indelibly the rest of my life.