Hallways Of Reminders Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sitting on edges of tomorrow while visions continue to pass
by, reflecting onto glass panes down hallways of reminders
that keep us going as we age.

Entering our individual sunsetical shores, knowing they are
getting closer, not worried at all at this disclosure, look-
ing forward to entering heaven's gates once more for good.

Remembering so many adventures when younger, wishing they
could once again be done, but alas, age has overcome our
bodies and they just can't do what they could whenyounger.