New Directions In Experiences Of Living Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rhapsodies filling hallways of life, giving new directions
in experiences of living as we grow and mature into reason-
able adults, at least that's what's hoped for.

Trying to bring everything to fruition under pressure of
taking moments unto ourselves, captivating and carefully
being put into ravines and caverns as we move on.

Leaving behind many mistakes we've made through our lives,
kissing time good-bye, knowing that what has passed will
never again be replayed, except in memories from a photo-
graphic memory recording everything in this very temporary
life of humanity, a pleasure at times.