Shards Of Reminiscence Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Shards Of Reminiscence



Destiny sits on deserted islands waiting for our
appearance in the sand.
Sifting our souls with shards of reminiscence as
we wend our ways down twilight evenings, guiding
ourselves with inner light and pieces of an old
image, intruding on lines of tomorrow.

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