RoseAnn V. Shawiak Family Poems

Standing on the edge of our future destiny, sharing
our love with one another, holding close our memories,
we move forward into a new and exciting dimension of
our lives.
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Being amongst people in a restaurant, couples sitting to-
gether talking, families with children, enjoying their
time with one another.
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Family tradition, the best in the world, passed from
one generation to another with agility and grace.
Welcoming, fully tantalizing, enfolding all family
members, holding roots through the centuries.
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Loving my heritage, Italian in nature, I reminisce of days from yesterday when our family was still all together, singing, laughing, loving in unison.
Happy to be alive and enjoying one another's company every chance we had to be together.
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Here in Peter Piper with family altogether, having a great time
just being with everyone and talking.
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Listening attentively to other voices from past and future talents, sending rhythm my way, through Italian arbors of grapevines.
Talking silently through the years of precious family memories.
Holding them as priceless treasures through the years, gathering dust from disuse.
Formulating every sensuous idea as it careens into my pathway, rolling downhill, stampeding my ego with beautiful mementoes of yesterday and the wonderful family I was born into.
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Antiques of families, made by loving, caring hands.
Cut and fit together with an old pair of metal skates used for the wheels of the table.
Varnished and polished - a wonderful piece of furniture made for a Grandmother who had fallen and broken her hip.
A quaint table when all were through, to hold important utensils and to eat from too.
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Quickly fingering rhythms to fit my being today.
Justifying my essence in a poetical interlude of music.
Softly enjoying the beauty of an Arizona afternoon
with family at Buddy Stubbs.
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A feeling of closeness, of being together,
makes our lives joyful.
When our children are with us we are fulfilled.
We proclaim our love for one another as love
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Expressions of children full of awe and wonder,
catching sight of Christmas cheer and beauty.
Touching everything that glitters or shines,
clapping with joy, excited about everything
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Traveling westerly, tasting nickel coffees and rib-eye steaks.
Enjoying rodeos and ranch rides throughout desert trails and back.
Returning along route 66, silently lurking in a car of yesterday, a chrysler, holding our family, engrossed in the scenery as we traveled together across country from New Jersey to Phoenix, Arizona.
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Standing in lines of recreation, waiting for fun
and games with grandchildren on their roads to
respect and dignity for the elderly in their
growing years of life's untold stories.
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Having been together for Thanksgiving, eating lunch and dinner,
talking, Grandkids playing, except for G., because her mother
kept her from coming.
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Evening is upon us, family together, young cousins having a
camp out in the back yard, tents having been put up, one for
the boys, the other for the girls.
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Thanksgiving is almost upon us, just two days away from fruition and plentiful cornucopias of delicious food and prayer.
Life-altering family coming together as one at family tables, allowing tradition to come to the forefront of everyone's life, in many memories of yesterday as we progress together in the future.
Sitting at tables filled with home-cooked goodies waiting to be gotten into, filled with elation as we talk and visit, watching our children take root in family tradition, one day to carry on when we are no longer here with them.
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Bells ringing through the years, emanating reminders
of past Christmas' tenderly held close and dear.
Peering back into time, relishing wonderful and close
ties of family.
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Shouts of glee emerge as little eyes open and minds
realize it's finally Christmas morning - time to open
presents.
First, baby Jesus is placed in a manger, signifying
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Softly, soothingly, whispers of yesterday fill me with
love and grace of blessings from family.
Tuned in to faces, expressions, talking with hands, and
close relatives.
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Silence illuminates our thought with grief from beyond
this exact moment in time.

Waltzing with images, listening to conversations past
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Reeling to memories of Waylon Jennings, singing with his band at our family reunions throughout the years, never tiring of his rhythms in life expectancy.
Melodies blending with harmony in perfect synch, never missing a beat and continually loving all his family and relatives.
Honoring the elderly, mentoring the younger ones, giving from his heart in musical precision.
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Sending messages telepathically, throughout the years, hoping to find voices of family speaking closely to my heart as I listen attentively through broadened atmospheres of eternity.
Hoping to hear expressed emotions felt from family members who loved me with unconditional caring and love.
Inspecting every nuance, keeping them in order so I may extract and write of them on any given day.
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Memories of sitting together under the grape vines
with relatives - all of Italian descent.
Beauty unsurpassed in splendid Italian accents,
talking with one another and to us.
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Sitting in a restaurant, eating, looking around,
seeing a diverse clientele representing many
nationalities.
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Sisters and brother coming into their own on final
shores of life, looking at each other with wonder,
thinking about death and who will be consumed by
it first.
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Growing up young in mind, thinking of childhood with
six sisters and a brother - the times we had together,
fulfilling us individually through the years even as
we separated and went our own ways.
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Getting together for a grand nephew's birthday party,
family gathering, friends coming, presents laid on a
table for later.
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Running as fast as possible, trying to leave all the
past unfortunate images in the dust, all alone.
Purifying my soul and cleansing my mind with heavenly
harmonies set in scenes of family gathering, so
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Moods of excitement traveling through the crowd of people here
tonight, patriotic feelings running high, everyone loving being
here to honor our Vets for their service.
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Standing in lines of recreation, waiting for fun and games
with Grandchildren on roads to respect and dignity for the
elderly in their growing years of life's untold stories.
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Totally jazzed, for my first book of poetry has been
published, titled, 'The Zones Of Pleasure'.

Writing since I was ten years old, now all these years
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Riding down the 60, flying, no traffic in sight, a pleasant
trip out to Chandler to our son's restaurant for lunch.

Always enjoying time with our son, no matter where we are,
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In life, my family is paramount, we are very close and get
together every chance we get.

A month never goes by that we haven't gotten together for
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At ease with family, eating pizza, drinking diet cokes,
watching the boys play video games.

Catching eyes of other patrons once in a while, smiling,
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Planting seeds in this mere poet's mind, my friend has
succeeded in placing India within my heart where it will
remain forever.
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Leaving Kolkata reluctantly at best, not wanting to leave
this beautiful and exciting country, loving every inch of
it's picturesque and eloquent culture and gentle people.
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Wonder bouncing up into the atmosphere, bringing an enlightening
and lively joy into our lives just by hearing melodies and their
rhythms.
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Laughter, talking, nieces and nephews all excited just to be
together for a few hours, having learned from being a baby in
Mom and Dad's gentle arms, growing up together.
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Always looking forward to being with Grandchildren, en-
joying hearing about their day and school activities,
loving them beyond time.
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Thinking of years of marriage, forty-two to be exact, many
good times when camping, boating, fishing, concerts, hiking,
outdoors and nature, always being fortified, soul, spirit and
mind being calmed in depths of nature alone.
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Stepping into the limelight, relishing the moment of walking
all over the world, meeting people in every country, enjoying
the friendliness of those who come to greet them.
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Recalling times we had when camping with our children, sitting
by the campfire sharing secrets and stories with one another.

Trusting and smiling within one another's precious hearts as
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Evening is almost upon us, sky bereft of the sun,
only black, gray and white clouds strewn across
the heavens.
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Tovrea's Castle, a building of history for life and family.
Standing so remotely on a hill, yet it was always filled
with peacocks and cacti, thrilling the air around it.
An aura of mystery, surrounding it's environment, yet to
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Everyone should be there when it comes to family,
making sure they're safe, protecting with their
own lives if need be.
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Thinking back, picturing family,
wishing they'd wake up and come to
visit, here in Arizona.
Wanting his family to meet mine and get
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Selecting moments of yesterday to remember subconsciously for days to come.
Enhancing beauty of nature as it filters down through the ages.
Misty-eyed - longing for more peaceful times of childhood.
Singing praises for times of family happiness and close-knit ties.
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Memories wandering down yesterday's bus lines, always travel-
ing back and forth across the U.S.A., finding time to carry
on conversations along the way.
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