Longing For An Evening Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sliding through the sunlit day, mind filtering thoughts like
clouds do the sun.

Regulating musical rhythms that insist on dancing in my head,
falling forward and stumbling onto paper.

Lovely days parade down avenues of ideas, picked up along the
roads of life.

Tenderly choosing bouquets to give as gifts to loving friends,
finding also, friends in dreams.

Daytime longing for an evening spent in pleasant company, is
put on hold as the holiday of Thanksgiving must lend itself
to family.

Disappointing though it be, looking forward to the return of
friends is just as nice as it can be.