Table Of Non-Existence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

A very long time ago in another place where childhood
was so important to being, but alas, yesterday has
gone for its time to be born has come and gone forever.

A book filled with pages of drawings and writings that
once meant so much to parents, wanting their children
to never grow up and leave them.

It was never meant to be for years take their innocence
into the reality of living, then those same parents pass
away, leaving it all on a table of non-existence.