Seeing Memories Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Seeing Memories



Walking down lonely lanes, seeing memories along the
way as I stride into yesterday, remembering the way
all things used to be - in the good old days!

A blessed event, that of remembering what life used
to be and being contented with the ways most things
have turned out.

Friday, January 24, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: lonely,memories
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