Passing Time Pleasantly Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Trains rolling down the tracks, allowing rhythm to take a
solo journey down paths of life.

Forging ahead, always moving into the future, not holding
back for any reason.

Totaling the beauty of younger landscapes, while continually
moving forward.

Passing time in pleasant occupations, going through trials
and suffering, none of them keeping me down for long.

Faith and Sicilian stubbornness come into play, taking over,
bringing me down lanes of life not ordinarily taken.