Relative Memories Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Searching through fog in evenings light, being stranded
on edges of highways across country on journeys of life.
Hoping to visit relatives of old, enjoying warm feelings
being together raises between us, helping us get through
our lives as we talk about relatives past and our
precious memories of each one.

A stillness filled with gentle joy stirs our sorrowful
hearts and helps us remember where we came from.
Forever holding our roots close to our hearts, we
always look forward to seeing and visiting each other
in the days to come.