Looking Past Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Looking Past Life
Sorrowfully looking past life, hurting,
sadness deepening within.
Soul crying out, wanting to talk to my
Mom.
Tears falling silently as I watch
her face in images preserved from
yesterday's spent in her company.
Heavy heart filled with remorse,
tenderly picking blossoms from a garden
of memories.
Holding their essence close to my being
as I am washed away in grief's grasp,
out to sea.
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