Sandra Feldman Friends Poems

So rich, so tender
Wonderful,
In its love
And splendor,
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To be so well received!
With such,
Loving kindness,
Read and written to,
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When all seems
To be going wrong,
And starless nights
Sing saddest songs,
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We talk to each other in verse
Yes, that's how we converse
A privilege
A sweet content
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There are no friends,
Just virtual blends,
That live within a screen,
A mouse, a finger points and texts,
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Always happy to see you,
No plots to take you down,
Never on their beautiful faces
Any, angered, dreadful frowns
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Can I be content
Just with words
Loaned to me,
For a poem to write
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Two friends with a pen,
Left home, God knows when?
In search of some paper to write,
But they found the ' damsel',
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I simply write,
Words are my friends,
Not birds in flight,
I cling to them,
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Forest deep and Forest true,
Trees are miracles,
Not you,
They sustain the whole of Life,
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When God created,
This old Earth,
Of Treasures,
We received so much,
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