RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 129,568 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

Measured Life - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Withering slowly and dying to hear something
good - something to show us hope is still alive within.
Eyes looking - showing love - trying to get through the
difficulties on her own, even though she's not strong enough.
Praying with all her heart and soul to be with her family
again, she waits and tries to hang on.
Her dear life is all we hope for - nothing can be measured -
it is totally up to God.


While we live with our insecurities of life,
Mom lies in the surety of her demise.

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 29, 2013



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