Never Being Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Balancing in the center of life, watching as it teeters
back and forth at times, wondering why it doesn't comp-
lately topple over.

Standing in a field of emotions, letting them sate me
in ways in which they have of doing so, tears being
caught during the night in cups of sorrow.

Crying continues to overtake me, witnessing others hav-
ing and being in love, never to experience it on my own
has left a great silence and loss of hope within me.

Sincerely praying to find the love of my life before
dying, somehow knowing it will never be for me on this
earth.