RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Quiet Evenings - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Quiet evenings spent in dreams of future happiness,
alive with fervent images dancing in minds.
Walking serene shores of life, kicking up sand at
times, to feel it's texture against soles of our
Watching the sunset on ocean waves, sinking below
it's depths in silence.
Quiet reveries falling like crystals into minds of
Stepping through sands on quiet evenings is what
life is about, as it is wrapped in dreams of future
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