For My Mother Edith (Itkie)zeibert Freedman Of Blessed Memory Poem by Shalom Freedman

Will I ever stop waiting to see you again?
So many years have gone by
Without you here
You were once more than anyone
My world my life my strength my hope my love
You were to all of us
The one who kept us together
Who loved us and cared for us
Who kept us going through the long days of Dad's pain and sickness
The one who taught us contentment and happiness in the small good things of life
Who through every crisis was steady in faith in each one of us

It is too long now
And it is too far away
And those last years of your loneliness and suffering
The unfairness of it all
Saddens and angers me still

Why did G-d do this to you
The best and kindest of all?

I can only pray for what in some sense seems impossible
That somehow in the world- to- come
You still live
And that smile and kindness and joy in everyday life
Go on.