RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Walkways Of Sorrow - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Patterns of light shadowing walkways, leading
bereavement into the light of existence and reality.
No longer dedicated to taking back seats, instead,
moving forward and speaking from shadows of inner
sorrow and remorse.
Life fans across many aspects and forms, beginning
and ending in the arms of love.
Preparing ways, gently prodding sorrows of death out
into the open.
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