Souveniers Poem by Sandra Feldman

Souveniers



As the fog invades the prairie,
And the snow begins to fall,
I remember times so merry,
When we really had it all.

Just two beings in the slumber,
Of a dreamlike love affaire,
Living just to love each other,
Thinking then, that Life was fair.

For our hearts were filled with flowers,
Moon and Stars were there to share,
And the Ocean sang a love song,
That we thought we'd always share.

But in Life nothing's forever,
And things tend to fall apart,
Disappear into the darkness,
Of a lonely, loveless heart.

Wednesday, November 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Daniel Brick 27 November 2014

The third stanza of this poem will become a treasured illustration of romantic love at its very best. If the poem had ended there. some might object, and indeed the last stanza tells a different truth equally important. But I want to dwell in and for that third stanza, because so much literature is about the failure of love and coping with its failure. It is increasingly rare to find a simple pure statement of the truth of love and why we pursue it as the essence of our human happiness. You have done so in this poem.

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