Wings Poem by Sandra Feldman
Wings
The joy that writing brings
There are no material things
That can compare,
Nor that we best can share.
Writing is an Art
Of inner soul and flight,
Of unimaginable might
Of feelings that have wings,
Of inner songs that sing
Of new dawns that arrive,
Of human tenderness
Where words can sweetly nest
And all great Love you'll find
In Wisdom's deep caress,
Imagination's sight,
Its Wings forever bright.
Writing brings immense joy and we cannot compare this. Writing is an art and beautiful art. New dawns arrive and wings of brightness fly to delight life. A deeply memorable poem is presented from your perception. An excellent sharing is done here...10
If only this held for most that post. Yet they try. That alone is respected.
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4/24/2024 11:01:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
This lovely awesome poem can bring joy both to the reader and writer of it. Rhymed superbly and that's what counts for me and meaning too. Kudos. Soo nice to read from your inking again, Pleez do write your thoughts/ comment under my newest poem titled, a tribute to every new poem, interaction is my way to greet.