RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Shoulders Of Our Minds - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Out of tune with the world, sitting on sidelines,
glancing towards western horizons with an ease
and peace of being.
Turning pages in a lifetime book of photos,
watching images parade before my mind in an array
of colorful moments.
Spiritually etching every memory and it's special
effects on a mind of incisive thought, spreading
itself throughout an aging destiny of fateful ends
in this world of temporary evenings as we sit
together in front of fire's seething visions,
looking always to the future.
Then when unprepared the past enters, sitting upon
shoulders of our minds.
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