RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Sunsets calmly sit in view as they light up an evening's sky.
Tears reflecting mirrors of yesterday's love, lost and torn
apart by death's insistence.
Holding on to moonbeams of hope as dreams cloud up in smoke.
Finding a reason to begin again is difficult when you are
drenched in sorrow's embrace.
Feeling desolate and alone, the only joy is seen in a sunset
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