Time Of Our Lives Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Time Of Our Lives



Lying in bed, just thinking of you, my love and memories
of our life together waving in a morning breeze, taking
my breath away once again as I watch videos of our past.

Time does not dissipate any of it's feelings or flavors
of what we've had, pleasant and awesome were the moments
we have been given in this world.

Taking our hearts, exchanging them with one another through
the years, unconditional love filling us thoroughly, giving
us the time of our lives as we continually love each other.

Monday, May 9, 2016
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Thinking of the past while traveling through India.
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