Warming Life With Sadness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Warming life with a sadness deeply held interiorly, knowing
the facts, not disputing any of them, awaiting their fatal
demise as life comes gently to a close.

Reaching for a hand, a loving heart to console this mere
poet, but there is no one who can help, it is for this poet
only, no one else to embrace or be here.

This lonely journey will be taken, looking back, feeling
tears from the past now meeting with the present, soon to
become the future lying in wait on destiny's doorstep.

A wild and saddened time is almost upon this poet, loving
all those who've come into this life uninvited for the most
part, yet were brought by a poetical musing to God.

A tribute to an instrument of God who's acknowledging
this poet through a difficult life now ending, time has be-
come irrelevant, cannot choose when this will happen.

Thinking of all those whom I have loved through the years,
wishing this poet's passing would bring them joy, but know-
ing better, it will cause tears of love to flow.

Knowing that once you become a puzzle piece of another's
heart, tears will fall without hesitation and there's
nothing to be done about it.

May God Bless all those who were part of this poet's
life, think of this poet only with a smile for it will
enrich memories of our times together.

Remembering good times we've had for death cannot be
cheated except in this way; so just remember the beauty
of our lives together and live the life you have fully,
lovingly and peacefully until its end.