Sandra Feldman


Questioning Age - Poem by Sandra Feldman

Wine mellows with age,
And we, and we, ?
Do we become more sage,
With age or remain,
The same old fools?
Trying to replay,
Our past mistakes?
The same old play,
While still on stage.
Do we ever change?


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  • Silver Star - 4,021 Points Valerie Dohren (2/1/2014 1:11:00 PM)

    Guess some do, some don't. Think we would all like to recapture our youth - the wise recapture it with a nostalgic smile, whilst the unwise try to cling to it in anger. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 31, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, February 1, 2014


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