Sandra Feldman Poems

Who would want to be a Poet?
They might think that you're insane,
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How can I tell you what I feel,
If your not even here or near,
I saw you, 'once upon a time'
Made out of music, verse, and rhyme,
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I wish that I could love you,
The way they do in films,
Passionately, Profoundly,
With Love so deep, it chills.
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The Time of rhymes,
Is past and gone,
Of joy and songs divine
Now sadness sets into my path,
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How High do birds fly?
Do they not know?
That the blue of the sky,
Is only a mirage,
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I'm human,
I cry a lot,
I think a lot,
Because the answers,
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Wonder of wonders, Poetry,
Going forth so fancy free,
There are poems for all tastes,
Nothing seems to go to waste,
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Believe nothing,
But investigate everything,
Sometimes under old stones,
There are markings,
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Mi poesia,
Mientras mas triste
mas mia.
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