I Write To The End Of My Life Poem by Shalom Freedman

Exceptional poem! Love its melancholy.

A true, and wonderful resume, of a poet's life. All written and contained in life's interaction thru the written word. Finally, we are ' but a dream in the mind of God, who forgets nothing', so, therefore, we Are. If you are believers or not, the concept and this poem are extraordinary and unforgettably, well written.

I don't recall a moment before I was born. It is like a fiction novel. I will not know or remember anything that occurs after my biological life functions cease. I just try to be aware, as often as I can, that this is the now I have. It is little comfort, but motivates when I experience a now of negativity. The alternative is to never even be content. That's all I ever really wanted.