Never Collecting Dust Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Measures of moments stand out in symphonies of musical
interludes while writing poetry, interior lights shining
brightly upon a Divine bluened light.

Giving a sense of relief and peace to sooth daily pressures
in life, addressing them as they happen, experiencing and
writing them, never letting them collect dust.

Not wanting to tuck them away to blister and erode the
positive attitude and mood I awaken with each day, no
grudges or regrets to mar my spirit.

Life is too short, not wanting to waste a precious
moment, living life fully for soon it will be ending
and my poetry and it's memories will be all that's
left of me my friends.