The Consolation Poems Give
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Sandra Feldman
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As the rivers flow to oceans,
And Impressionists paint Clouds,
Reminiscing in my silence,
Comes the need to think aloud,
And what better than a poem,
That becomes a traveling cloud,
With past thoughts and inner feelings,
Where deep memories are allowed.
Poem, friend that wakes my silence,
Takes me gently by the hand,
Helps me write a Sea of Feelings,
All my world it understands.
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