Riding Rapids Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Riding Rapids



Paddling down life's river, riding the rapids, holding on, never tipping over, and finding solace in doing so.
Testing the waters as they ramble on like an old person's story.
Taking on many memories as they unfold, giving me pleasant and bittersweet thoughts of yesterday.

Thursday, August 8, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: old,giving,memories,river
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