Masks Poem by Sandra Feldman
Masks
Rating: ★4.8
Who are we, really,
Does anybody know?
Do we ourselves know
If we are stardust,
Or just dirty, melting snow?
We all wear masks,
It's not convenient
For others our secrets to know
Nor how far we can really go!
Saturday, September 9, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: secrets
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5/14/2024 12:19:04 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sometimes I prefer my friends in masks- -there are those who guide me by their joy give grace to the day and live with such wholesome gusto that I don't want to hear about imperfections- I know they have them but I would rather not hear about them. I haven't their grace and glory so I wear my masks so people will like having me around and I can hang with these angels on earth. Well said, my friend. 10+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++