Sandra Feldman - Lost But Not Found

Forest, dull and dreary,
Mountains black and weary,
I climb, climb, looking,
For you, in the icy snows,
My heart thinks it knows,
But sees nothing Clearly.

What feeds the heart, but Love?
Blood, only secondary,
I lost you dreaming of,
A Tale told by a Fairy.

Alone now and Forever,
Your words remain so still,
The rivers have stopped flowing,
And maybe I soon will.

Sandra Feldman

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