Interior Fabric Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind living on shores back in the day in New Jersey, remembering
those days with special feelings that were spent with family.

There was never a dull moment, sand and surf were our friends,
enjoying getting knocked about by the waves as we laughed.

All of us thinking it was such great fun, always adding to the
fabric of our lives when younger.

Wheels of innocence continually spinning around like a ferris
wheel, the exquisite feelings of youth coming back in senior years.