Shalom Freedman

Bronze Star - 2,352 Points (Troy New York)

Time Rages At The Quiet Of My Soul - Poem by Shalom Freedman

TIME RAGES AT THE QUIET OF MY SOUL

Time rages at the quiet of my soul-
My children are so busy now
With the errands of life
I cannot help much-

All my worry for them is irrelevant
They are deep in the duties of life

And I am old with retirement
Wishing I could help more-

And praying for their well- being with all my inquiet and irrelevant soul-


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, September 13, 2012



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