I Am So Old - Poem by Shalom Freedman
I AM SO OLD
I am so old
I sometimes wonder if I exist
I feel as I always did
I am not young or old at all
I am just what I am
I am still young
Of course I am young
I never think about dying
Why should I?
That’s too far away to be real
It could happen any minute of course
But I know I have a few more years
I just feel it
I am after all just who I am
I will always exist as I am now
How could there be a universe without me?
Comments about I Am So Old by Shalom Freedman
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.