Standing back, watching life carry on around me, <br />imagining sitting on a boulder, throwing stones <br />into a pond of water. <br /> <br />That's how I think of life, just sitting here as <br />events and situations - circumstances, get thrown <br />at me. <br /> <br />For I am a pond of tears, because of all the sorrow <br />that has become and drowned me through the years.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thinking-of-life/
