RoseAnn V. Shawiak
RoseAnn V. Shawiak Poems
|3881.||Kept In Wisdom's Drawers||10/14/2013|
|3882.||Expounding In Words||10/14/2013|
|3884.||Mazes Of Intelligence1||10/14/2013|
|3885.||Phases And Caricatures Of Nature||10/14/2013|
|3887.||Edges Of My Reality||10/14/2013|
|3889.||Thinking In Pictures||10/14/2013|
|3892.||Dragging In Other Directions||10/14/2013|
|3893.||A Special Universe||10/14/2013|
|3897.||Interrupting Nightly Expression||10/14/2013|
|3900.||Wandering Down Lines||10/13/2013|
|3901.||Taking Answers Into The Open||10/14/2013|
|3903.||Opinions And Views||10/14/2013|
|3906.||Enjoying The Rain||10/13/2013|
|3908.||Turn Of Events||10/13/2013|
|3910.||Lips Of Glass||10/13/2013|
|3918.||Fires Of Aging||10/13/2013|
|3919.||A Western Bar And Restaurant||10/13/2013|
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 ...
When I'm gone beyond this mortal world, what type
of shadow will I leave behind?
Will it be agile and funny with a sense of humor?
Or will it be dark and serious like death itself?
Maybe it will be clearly defined, not stringent or declining.
What type of shadow will I leave imprinted in minds of
those I leave behind?
Hopefully it will bring a smile to other's lips when they
think of me on quiet reminiscent evenings.