Yesterday's Ghosts Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Stars standing out upon stages of rehearsals and songs,
emptying hearts and refilling them with joyous memories
for these few moments today.

Quietly enjoying the serenity of music sung by a man
of stature - a star in our misty eyes, as he belts out
songs close to our hearts for many years.

Ghosts of yesterday appear and gently touch our heart-
strings with silent beauty, planting roses in our minds,
lasting memories and images to hold onto for our
remaining years.