No Safe Havens Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

6: 21 p.m.
Watching people with lifeless eyes, seeing pain on
their faces while hearts are dripping with sorrow.

No safe havens to protect them from the struggles
of life, just more turmoil and suffering as each
day the sun sets itself on the horizon.

Having no comfort or alleviation from one day to
the next, unless a person crosses their path,
lighting the way with their friendship and love.

Making a world of difference in life, even though
nothing else has changed within them. 6: 22 p.m.
6/7/15 RoseAnn V. Shawiak