Love, Poetry, Are Blessings
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Sandra Feldman
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A poet can't help
Being a poet
Like love,
It just happens,
The who, the why
And the what for
Doesn't seem to matter
When you're
Really in love
You never stop,
To look back
And ask, Why?
Therefore,
Love and Poetry
Can never be denied,
Nor put to one side
For they entirely,
Satisfy,
And you don't even
Have to know
Why.
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