A Poem Born - Poem by Sandra Feldman
A feeling deep,
That slowly creeps,
Instead of chocking,
Words run deep,
A flight of birds,
From head to heart,
A trembling motion,
Gives the start.
A poem born just like a child,
Whose love is now a faithful guide,
Direct emotion, cannot hide,
The happiness, now by your side.
A poem born, that's part of you,
Like from the tree, the fruit is too.
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