Sweeping Visions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sweeping Visions



Sweeping visions flow across pathways of my mind,
swinging me down memory land with mind wide open.

Catching sight of every moment spent in childhood,
reliving them in quiet happiness, wishing they
could be alive again today.

Sadly, it will never be, so I have to be contented
with what I used to have and live with.

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