The Poem Of The Morning/ Waits To Be Written Poem by Shalom Freedman

The Poem Of The Morning/ Waits To Be Written



THE POEM OF THE MORNING
The poem of the morning
Waits to be written
It does not know its name is silence
It knows only
The early morning light
Is hooe
And life
As beginning
Again.

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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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