Untouchable Surfaces Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Untouchable Surfaces



Summers of yesterday are alive and well, touching my mind with their images on untouchable surfaces of the mind.
Littering highways with memories, taking time to watch what they represent, reliving them once again through emotion and belief of generational heredity on skates of yesterday.

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