Romantic Moments Waving In Beats Of Rhythms Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Romantic moments waving in beats of rhythms as life crosses
through desert treasures and over cherished mountains that
we once used to climb together.

Reaching the top and looking about from our position, able
to see three hundred sixty degrees, all around us lie many
blossoms of Mother Nature.

Always tending her most cherished possessions on this very
temporary earth, loving the scents of romance as they filled
this mind with a love of life and being touched by God.