Peek-A-Boo Poem by Sandra Feldman
Peek-A-Boo
We hide behind
Our dreams,
Knowing very well
They are ephemeral,
Are we cowards, blind
Or fools supreme
Walking in the fog
Of Life.
What a wonderful heading, dear Sandra. We cannot but look. We find a wonderful philosophical write. The poem takes us to our life and we ask the question you pose. The fog of life describe precisely our refusal to accept life's realities.
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7/22/2025 8:55:47 AM # 1.0.0
none can live in stability of life without dream though the dream is ephemeral; a foolish hope, a cowardice path of blind man!