Language, Our Friend Poem by Sandra Feldman
Language, Our Friend
Rating: ★5.0
Language is my friend,
I shall not want,
To walk without it,
Like in a silent trance.
I want to communicate,
Love and romance,
Paint worded portraits,
That reach and can dance,
There's movement in words,
Believe me, I know,
Words move with the feelings,
That in us do flow.
Friday, August 22, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: poetry
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4/19/2024 7:05:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow, you are really plowing the foundations of poetry on this poem my friend, thank you for such a unique read that is so rare these days.