RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Years Pass Quickly - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Years pass quickly, even though they seem to be standing still.
People live and die - we continue going our separate ways
on similar paths.
Life is spent daily - we never think of it that way.
Yet, moving towards our final days begins when we are born.
Our world revolves through days and nights; we have close relationships and friends.
We join in life soul to soul - heart to heart - on our
Some of us are famous, some well-known, others hide behind shadows, but we all step into the light when we have ended.
Those of us who were good, kind, gentle, compassionate,
wise and honest, leave our legacies behind us for future generations to emulate or copy.
We know nothing more once we close our eyes on earth,
yet we open other's eyes for what it's worth.
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