My Father, My Father Poem by Shalom Freedman

My Father, My Father



My father my father
My mother my mother
After so many years gone
You are still here with me.

After I die
And the years go by
Who will still think of you?


In the end we lose everything
Most of all, those we love.

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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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