The Yahrtzeits Come Again - Poem by Shalom Freedman
The Yahrtzeits come
The sadness comes back with them
It doesn't lessen with the years
It comes back
The pains -
Tomorrow is my brother's again
It hurts so much still
He could still be alive
He would only be a bit older than I am
My brother Jakie
My friend and protector in childhood
He's gone forever gone from this earth-
The Yahrtzeit's come again
And once again the question is
What God invented ‘dying ‘ for
Jakie was such a good kid the best
Where are you now my brother?
Where are you now?
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