Melodies Of Life Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Rocking and rolling to the guitar as it strums my heart
and mind, rushing through patterns and designs of an-
other rhythm.

Splicing and touching strings of my heart, putting them
back where they belong so inner music can be played once
again.

Flashing and colorful lights cross the stage, shining
upon the band, gyrating and vibrating across all of our
faces as they play their instruments.

Playing to melodies of life in a country-western style,
always exercising and keeping track of moments as they
come and go, never losing a moment of time.