Tomorrow's Solutions Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Everything is alright, as life reaches beyond me into
the farthest thoughts of believeability.
Severing emotions, letting them come back together in
strands of tomorrow's solutions.
Only holding onto each other while posing one idea
after another.
Letting others accompany me across horizons, as they
are washed upon shores of tomorrow's existence.
Washing and cleansing the beauty of all that is
collected in frames of pictures, being hung and shown
to the world one day when I am gone.
So hopelessly lost and forsaken, yet all that I have
done and been, will be placed in places of honor, and
explicitly held in great esteem by those knowledgeable
in these avenues of artistic endeavors.
Always being found in colors of balanced pictures of
tomorrow's sorrowful tears, washing upon minds of
those who will one day be the tools and instruments
of our lives, kept in secret codes and hidden from
view.