A Pettiness Of Possibilities Poem by Shalom Freedman
A Pettiness Of Possibilities
Old Age means
A pettiness of possibilities
I cannot do much anymore
I can work for a very small sum
I cannot create with much power
Love is forever lost
Except in small acts of kindness
Dreams are only for maintaining
One's already impaired abilities
Life goes on
But a smaller life
And as I grow old
I also grow down.
Tuesday, January 3, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: old age
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5/6/2024 5:04:25 PM # 1.0.0.1119
As I grow older And the world around me small, Matters not how much I try I never get past my wall; The walls of my home That had once sheltered me, Has become my prison From where I cannot flee.