Spotlight on Anne Fioravanti: Life’s Highway

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This photo is very dear to my heart. My mother, Mae (Ellert) Runstedler, on the left, died on June 30, 2013 at the age of 87 after a brief but bitter struggle with cancer. My aunt, Agnes Ellert, on the right, is 99 and struggling with Alzheimer’s at The Westmount Long Term Care Home in Kitchener.

Over the years, my husband John and I have been their primary caregivers. No one expected my mother to die before Aggie, so it has been difficult to accept. Often when I visit Aggie I am moved to tears and I think about the meaning of life, and death, and the journey in between. On one of those tearful days I wrote the following poem. It strikes a chord within me whenever I read it.

Life’s Highway

By Anne Fioravanti

Sauntering along Life’s highway, often we do ponder
On all its roses and its thorns – we do have to wonder
Where does it all lead – is there a life beyond the wall
What is the purpose – what happens after the final call…
Is there a land of clouds for us to reside in forever land
Is this too much of a fantasy for us all to understand .
One life we have to live – perhaps one hundred years long
What is in store for us – just a past and a present song
With the future becoming the past
So we last and last .
The circle of Life as it we follow it
And live and love as we see fit
Where does it all lead – is there a life beyond the wall
What is the purpose – what happens after the final call…
Beyond the grave – beyond the dust – beyond it all
Leaving behind the tears and the sadness – life goes on
To come to full circle – the battle won.

Anne Fioravanti  /  February, 2014

About John Fioravanti

Author, John Fioravanti writes non-fiction as well as fiction in the sci-fi genre. He's a retired secondary school educator and a lifelong learner. He considers himself a work in progress and welcomes the opinions and insights that others may have about his work. He prizes dialogue about meaningful topics, so please leave your thoughts!

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