Silently sitting, watching a world of yesterday alight <br />on today's horizon. <br />Lost is a past, forgotten on shores of latent sunsets. <br />Aware of a heightened sense of elimination gaining on <br />tomorrow's steps towards a future alone, bereft of any <br />parents - only being parents ourselves. <br />Lifetimes pass so quickly, never hesitating for a <br />moment's second and continually rising towards our <br />final days. <br />Silently sitting, watching a world of today alight on <br />tomorrow's hesitant horizon.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/world-of-yesterday/
