All my
life
All my life
I sought to do good,
not for totally
unselfish reasons,
the satisfaction
that came to me
when someone said
you did a fabulous thing
for me
and I'll never forget
it.
Or someone young
looking far away
to make a living,
and I satisfied
with my life.
Took joy in giving
him or her tips
how to go about their
business.
Giving advice, examples,
addresses,
even introductions.
By telephones by notes
or even accompanying them
so that they could share
my established goodwill
with the people in the
field
they needed to meet for
their advancement.
Sometimes I was dejected
by the thankless.
The people who having
arrived and no
longer
needing me sought
not to know me
and to tell me
that you never helped..
It was all done by
their own initiative
hard work and overall
ability.
Yet with all that
I knew the clew.
I still feel today
that I could write
or say,
I am one of those
who through all the
years
even into old age
has loved his fellow
man. By Hillie Feldman circa 1980
Edited by Ronnie Feldman
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You moved too quickly
I am I and You are You
I wonder if well ever
meet
I 'v said a little
prayer
to make our match
complete.
I stood in a shop window
looking out onto the
street
you stopped and stared
into the shop - I knew
our eyes would meet.
For a moment in time
which
seemed for ever,
a smile filled your face
a little nod, you stole
my heart
and you were gone.
I dashed out into the
crowd
and tried to catch you
up
that very moment a bus
pulled away,
I caught a glimpse and
you
were gone. By Hillie Feldman circa 1980
Edited by Ronnie Feldman
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