Mere Moments In Time Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rising each morning, filling it fully with music and rhythms,
to brighten this day and being, taking pictures of the sun
rising and setting, seeing their beauty in mere moments of time.

Recording it forever in photos taken daily, so different from
one day to the next, rhythms matching with every line of poetry
being written.

Giving energetic thoughts, ideas and concepts that can't wait
to be seen and recognized in lines of prose, a significant way
to feel and be free throughout this mysterious life on earth.

Knowing that everything will disappear the very moment we have
passed from life into death, nothing to fear for there will be
no memories to be remembered.

We will once again be reunited in heaven, a pure blessing
given to each of us by God in His goodness and mercy, that
will never again end.