I Cannot Write As I Once Did Poem by Shalom Freedman

I cannot write as I once did
I never was good at the long distances
But now I run out of energy
Even sometimes in small lines

I am old now
I never thought of being this old
I never understood what it would mean

I still don't understand
What it will mean
And of that I am afraid

I can still write something
But I was I think never that much
And now I am even less ‘never that much'

I go on
But it seems to me ‘not that much'
And this is what I have done today.