Sandra Feldman Poems

Take my hand
I'm slowly falling,
Promised land?
No longer calling
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Putting into words
What you feel,
Making it have
A certain warmth,
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We pretend
That real happiness
Exists,
When we know
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So many things we imagine,
So many things we think about
If though of,
Compassionately, with love,
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When Love is missing
Tears will take its place,
Loneliness in Life can be,
The saddest, darkest,
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Love,
The strangest color
You can think of.
No one can explain,
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Blessed words
That can express
Feelings sweet, as a caress
From affection to distress,
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Curious how,
All imaginable ills
Can be pinpointed
On one man,
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Oh, what a blessing!
To be able to row
Through the limpid,
Blue lagoon
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The sounds of certain words
Can wake up feelings
That become alive
And in us thrive.
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