Loving Past Days Being Single Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Longing for peace and serenity, being alone, untethered,
tied to no one, loving to be reminded of past single days
when life was one good time.

Being totally free and independent, always having family
and friends in my life when I needed contact with the out-
side world.

Otherwise, being alone with my instruments, playing them
for hours, then writing poetry all times of the day and
night.

No one to take care of, cook for, give up my precious
time for, just living in an interior environment with
God always present within me.