RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Something Simple - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Consummating life with the death of it's space in time,
having had experiences fully engaged throughout the
years of strife and turmoil, joy and suffering.
Nothing being camouflaged, everything sitting right in
front of us, waiting for our decisions on what to do in
Taking no heed to whether or not we want to go forward,
sometimes falling to the wayside, defeated and depressed,
wondering what has happened to us.
Them something simple as a Grandchild looking into your
eyes, smiling, saying I love you, hugging you tightly,
feeling the love of unconditional beauty.
Taking it into the future with you as life is in stride
once again and your mind is cleared of all the darkness,
as you fully engage in life once again.
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