Scars Of Death Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Scars Of Death



Solemnly parading through gardens of yesterday,
searching for poorly lit images of happier times.

Walking down lanes of remembrance, shedding tears
slowly over what used to be.

Yesterday, it was such a joyful journey, until
death stepped in, leaving scars of itself behind.

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