Tomorrow's Visions Being Pieced Together Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Wandering into and out of imagination, touching upon
reality from time to time, holding onto the handle-
bars of a motorcycle.

Feeling the wind blowing through my hair, enjoying
the freedom while riding silently into its special
domain here on earth.

Wanting to know how life becomes attuned to this
wonderful beat and tempo, straightening out and
delving into visions of tomorrow being pieced to-
gether in picture puzzles of this life.