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Friday, 11 August 2017

Poem - All my life

 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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