Cold Feet Poem by Audrey Heller

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida

Cold Feet



I'm sure at sometime in your life, you
spied someone, you were eager to meet.
Opportunity, finally presented itself, then
suddenly you developed cold feet. Trying
to make a good impression, whatever you
said, words got stuck in your throat. Certain,
you had a handle on it, alas, it got your goat.
Happiness, turned into disappointment,
you're upset you lost your cool. Here you
are, just standing there, looking like a fool.
Why did it happen? What went wrong? Why
were you so weak, when a while ago, you
felt so strong? Pondering these questions
over in your mind, this is the conclusion,
I did find. Perhaps, they were as
uncomfortable, as you. Not everyone has
the ability to let their hair down, be friendly,
the first time you meet. Should you get a
second chance, to do it over again, this
time, you'll not face defeat!

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Audrey Heller

Audrey Heller

Bronx, New York/ Now residing in Florida
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