Open Heart Of A Mere Poet Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Open Heart Of A Mere Poet



Hurrying into a rhapsody of living, energized just by
being awakened every morning a simple and easy life
reaching out, wanting love and acceptance from others
who are able to give it.

Knowing that there are those who are grieving and at
a loss themselves, totally unable to look out and
see the pain of another in dire need of love also.

That is what grief does to a human being for quite a
while after a loved one has died, especially when a
husband or wife, leaving their life partners to live
alone, a devastating situation, leaving a very deep
hole within.

Their hearts and souls can never be mended or healed,
there's just a gaping hole that will not let them
forget the closest bond they've ever had with a person.

Having had sex, two becoming one and the birth of their
children, how much closer can anyone get in this earthly
life?

This mere poet's heart going out to all those who have
experienced this intense and deep sadness, loneliness
and total abandonment.

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