What Will Be Poem by Shalom Freedman
What Will Be
WHAT WILL BE
What will be
No one can really know
The sky tells me
I am already so old
It will not be so long
Before I sleep forever
But now here so seated on this Jerusalem bus stop bench
Pesach preparations largely made
I feel just right
As if it all will always go
And all things always end in good ways
Wednesday, March 28, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: feelings
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5/5/2024 9:28:08 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Shalom, such a fine poem👍👍👍