Waiting To See Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Waiting To See



Traveling through tunnels of darkness, not knowing
what to expect, watching for a light to shine upon
life, illuminating it's final purpose in time.

Waiting to see something being exposed, tangible,
being held onto, knowing life is temporary, there's
nothing that can be held very long before ending
like our lives will eventually do also.

Monday, September 14, 2015
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