RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Gold Star - 123,271 Points (October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems

5561. Keeping Music Close 12/13/2013
5562. Free To Be Grateful 12/13/2013
5563. Rays Of Daylight 12/13/2013
5564. Being Elated 12/13/2013
5565. Jealousy Dissolves 12/13/2013
5566. Stanzas Of Creativeness 12/13/2013
5567. Insuring Existence 12/13/2013
5568. Rain Of Talent 12/13/2013
5569. Placating Melodies 12/13/2013
5570. Totally Alone 12/13/2013
5571. Remembered Eternally 12/13/2013
5572. Yesterday's Place 12/13/2013
5573. Etudes In Flight 12/13/2013
5574. Trespassers 12/13/2013
5575. Troubled Reflections 12/13/2013
5576. Selfish Wants 12/13/2013
5577. Children's Stories 12/13/2013
5578. Rushing Nature 12/13/2013
5579. Darkened Trails 12/13/2013
5580. Gushing Wind 12/13/2013
5581. Nature Boss 12/13/2013
5582. Sun Vitamin 12/13/2013
5583. A Poet's Mind 12/13/2013
5584. Children Fishing 12/13/2013
5585. Unique Scenery 12/13/2013
5586. Hiding Fish 12/14/2013
5587. Reminders Following 12/14/2013
5588. Forwarded Rhythms 12/14/2013
5589. Cocoon Weaving 12/14/2013
5590. Positive Deaths 12/14/2013
5591. Intractable Situations 12/14/2013
5592. Rhythmic Persistence 12/14/2013
5593. Deep Mind 12/14/2013
5594. Satisfying Hunger 12/14/2013
5595. Firework Bouquets 12/14/2013
5596. Graceful Presence 12/14/2013
5597. Whispering Moments 12/14/2013
5598. Aspects Of Being 12/14/2013
5599. Musical Observation 12/14/2013
5600. Hoping For Plenty 12/14/2013
Best Poem of RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Life's Black Curtains

Lost and alone, thoughts at a distance, heart heavy
with sorrow.

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 ...

Read the full of Life's Black Curtains

Sadness

The sadness is so deep, nothing can soothe it.
Nothing can touch it.
The emptiness is so total - nothing can penetrate it.
All eight of us children and Dad can feel it each on our own.
Yet, even we can't ease the pain for each other.
Nothing has ever felt this way before.
And nothing is all we have to look forward to with Mom gone.

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