Quiet Reminiscing Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Quiet Reminiscing



Rising above the grief of death, I sit in stillness,
quietly reminiscing about yesterday's love of family.
Resting heads on silken pillows, I touch days that
are now lost in death's embrace.
Knowing the sadness leaving me, descends upon sacred
grounds, touching my heart with a gentle timidness
borne of yesterday's love.

Saturday, April 6, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: death,family,grief,leaving
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