Sandra Feldman


What Makes Me, Me - Poem by Sandra Feldman

Poetry is what my mother,
Taught to me,
Honesty, is what my father,
Taught to me,
Beauty is what I always,
Seek to see,
Love, is all I lived for,
Made me free.


Comments about What Makes Me, Me by Sandra Feldman

  • (6/4/2017 1:29:00 PM)


    Honestly
    Poetry
    Is beauty
    And your poetry
    Makes us all so free
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  • Alice Perfect (4/22/2014 9:07:00 PM)


    Wow! What a tasty morsel!
    I love it!

    I guess my mother was a poet and a self-taught musician.
    Perhaps genetics threw me a little bone?
    I never shared any of that with her.
    I lived outside, almost never entered a building

    I like that, what makes me me
    for some reason it makes me teary!
    Te agradezco profundamente
    quizas me hace recordar algo
    bien escondido? ? ? en la mente?
    quizas el corazon
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Poem Submitted: Saturday, February 9, 2013

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 9, 2013


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