Stirring Beauty Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stirring Beauty



A soliloquy of song being sung to rhythms of love being held
snugly within each one of us here.

A beauty, stirring within at the tones of love being sung
out loud in praise and tribute to Max whom we celebrate for
the life he has lived here while on earth.

A simple, loving man, generous to a fault, loving others
with every breath he took.

Such a wonderful person, now gone from all our lives, we
will miss his presence here, but the image he has left us
with will never be forgotten.

Tucked safely within the memories we have of him here at the
Wagon Yard.

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