RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Life's Black Curtains
Lost and alone, thoughts at a distance, heart heavy
Touched deeply by your life, not wanting to let go,
yet knowing I must.
In my heart forever, indelibly printed on my soul,
etched in memory's mind.
Touched frequently by the tears of your loss, trying
to hold them as tiny reminders of what we used to have.
They disappear, never become tangible so I may keep them
like a treasure of your love.
With love, I will remember you all my life, for you are
a part and parcel of what we had.
Sharing now that you are no longer ...
Measures Of Existence
Flowing ever through this life, toiling, laboring every day just
to make a living, never getting ahead, measures of existence fad-
ing in the distance, life bereft of everything fun.
Laughter having no room to move around or take people into depths
of pleasure, always stepping to tunes of another beginning, living
in an opposite universe far from all these problems and things of