RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Scents Of Yesterday - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sailing along, ocean waters cresting, falling and
sending me into a silent deepening.
Quiet beauty surrounding me with scents of
yesterday's gardens, allowing memories to calmly
escape and bring past joy again today.
Soundly echoing through atmosphere's of love,
keeping cameos of lifetime beginnings between us.
There's no room for anyone else in our space of
time, moments belong to just the two of us eternally.
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