I have done it
I can rest
I have lived seventy- four years
I have given my life to a work I have cared about
I have written what I could
I have books to my name
I have done what I could do
However inadequate
I have had a family
And have children and grandchildren
I have loved
I tried to be kind
And was in fact kind in many ways to many
I did not hurt or insult deliberately anyone
I have realized my ancestors dream
And come to live in the land of Israel
I can rest now
I have done what I could do
And yet
There are those I love and care about
Who I must try to give to
I have done it
I have lived
And yet there are still questions worries problems
And the desire not disappoint and hurt too much at the end
I can pretend I am done
But it is not done with me yet
And unease fear concern worry are all still here
And will probably go with me to the end
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem