Nan Sikora

Rookie (April 29,1959 / Wisconsin)

Second Hand Love - Poem by Nan Sikora

This sad kind of feeling washes over me...
subdued in hues of blues and grays.
When the struggle is over
when at last i am free...
perhaps better moments
can make me feel new
make me feel loved
make me feel.....

When love comes my way
the next time around,
I won't feel like I'm last,
won't feel second hand.

Not to be used and abused
I need to feel I am the one.
One who can love and be loved,
from beginning to end.


Comments about Second Hand Love by Nan Sikora

  • Khairul Ahsan (8/31/2013 10:06:00 AM)

    The title is attractive, the poem very nice!
    Not to be used and abused
    I need to feel I am the one.
    One who can love and be loved,
    from beginning to end.
    Liked this stanza.
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  • (2/8/2007 6:11:00 AM)

    Another grand poem Nan. You deserve everything good. Congratulations (Report)Reply

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  • Brian Dorn (2/4/2007 5:03:00 PM)

    Nan, I enjoyed your poem from 'beginning to end.' Well done!
    Brian
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  • (2/4/2007 4:13:00 PM)

    If you give has much love as you do with your poems nan... he will be one lucky man... great poem... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, February 4, 2007

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 8, 2011


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