After The Selection Poem by Diti Ronen

After the selection
Grandma, Mummy, and I
Standing on the platform
And look at Grandpa
His right hand is held in little Joshua's hand
In his left arm baby David
His back facing us
And he is walking away.
What a long journey he has
All these years
walking walking walking
And we stand and stare
All these years
We stare
His back facing us and he
Till this day
All the time
His back facing us
Little Joshua
Baby David
His back facing us
And he is walking.

Translated by Chani Smith