Remembering Being Single Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Remembering how I felt when single, at times feeling
lonely, but going right into poetry and composing
musical compositions together.

Passing time into the night, morning coming, phone
ringing, friends wanting to get together later in the
morning for brunch or walking around town, shopping.

Tomorrow's plans taking us to the subway and into
Madison Square Garden for a hockey game, having fun
being together, friends to the end.