Treasure Island

Shalom Freedman

(Troy New York)

Before I Was An Old Man


BEFORE I WAS AN OLD MAN

Before I was an old man
Many centuries ago
I sang such a quiet deep song
A song so so beautiful
In its longing and its tenderness.

But now I am so so old
My song creaks
And my voice hears itself
As if a stranger’s noise
Pounding through my eardrums.

And I know am just just not the voice
I was,
Quiet and deep and strong-

Long long ago,
Before I lived in this century.

Submitted: Tuesday, December 30, 2008

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