Tasting Loss Of Years Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Playing in sand of yesterday in Miami, Florida when
only four years old, remembering beauty of seeing
it for the first time ever.

Now being shown the memory of that time, wishing it
could be lived once again, swirling and turning a-
round in the darkness of yet another evening.

At last tasting the loss of years in a time that's
never to be forgotten, as it was put onto a photo-
graphic memory screen deep within this poet.