Sandra Feldman


Human Emotions, Mystery


Emotions deep, emotions high,
Emotions Never tell you, Why,
For Love you live and sometimes die,
And Love so often makes you cry,
Sometimes your hands grow very cold,
And shrinking feelings make you old,
And yet Emotions new and bold,
They keep on popping, never fold,
Emotions, small or big or tall
Like lightning that you can't control,
And still, we think we Know It All!

Submitted: Monday, April 07, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 07, 2014

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  • Monk E. Biz (4/7/2014 6:24:00 PM)

    That was fun!
    Shining the Sun? ,
    It feels like you are ALIVE,
    Go Girl, Thrive! ! ! (Report) Reply

  • Roseann Shawiak (4/7/2014 4:40:00 PM)

    Thoroughly enjoyed this light and airy poem, Sandra.
    Emotions are always definitely popping especially
    right after we figure we know it all. Good one! (Report) Reply

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