Life's Revolving Doors Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life's Revolving Doors



Revolving doors of life and death never seem to be still, for
humanity circles life through situations and experiences on
earth, tears fall, smiles turn into frowns more often than not.

Yet moments of happiness and joy enter between hope and despair,
humans continue living their own agendas through it all, no matter
the circumstances, looking forward and hoping for the best.

Wednesday, February 14, 2018
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