RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Mind Galleries - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Touching steps in my mind with feelings of peace and
serenity even though devastating sorrow aids me in
my existence of grief held closely to my heart.
Walking steadily down hallways filled with memories,
pictures hanging on walls of mind galleries of life.
Beautiful treasures filling every inch of untold
living, being positive events whether happy or sad
because they are moments of my meager existence - an
epitaph of who I am and was.
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