Remembering Poem by Sandra Feldman
Remembering
As our hands become entangled,
In Life's nightmarish affaires,
I conclude with all this living,
That most loves are quite unfair.
Lovers seeking in the moonlight,
Paths, perhaps they'll never find,
Hearts that wither like a flower,
Memories, that stay behind.
Love unfair, at least it's there on clouds and to the moon Take what is given do some livin' and maybe you will swoon oh dear, Do dare!
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4/25/2024 7:29:05 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Both love and life are unfair. Short but truthful.