Poem By RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Wandering into jungles of fortitude, being careful not to
fall into pitfalls or traps that may be hiding in shadows,
waiting to pounce on unsuspecting ideas of tomorrow.
Resting easily upon seats of yesterday's porch left un-
attended, yet ready for what is in daylight as life joins
forces with death in order to ensure our future beyond the
horizons and limits of our earthly shores in the future.