Shalom Freedman Poems

WITH AGE THE SICK AND SUFFERING MULTIPLY

With age the sick and suffering multiply
Also, the dead.
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A POET IS BLESSED IN OLD AGE

A poet is blessed in old age
He can write a few lines
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THE DEAD END

The dead end
The road no longer open
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TOWARDS THE END OF LIFE

Towards the end of life,
A Poem of Hope
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THERE IS A POEM FOR ME SOMEWHERE THIS MORNING

There is a poem for me somewhere this morning
I will find it somehow
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OH DAD POEM WRITTEN ON THE TWENTY- SECOND YAHRTZEIT OF MY FATHER 11 Sivan 5769

Oh Dad we are all together again
Ma is here and Jakie and Joycie
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LOOK LOOK

Look look
The flowers the trees
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OUTSIDE IS WHERE THE WORLD IS

Outside is where the world is.
I will go into it soon.
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THE DEAD DO NOT ANSWER

The dead do not answer
We call to them in the night
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I WALKED DOWN THE HILL

I walked down the hill
With the lines of others in mind
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