If One Has A Table Outside Poem by Shalom Freedman

If One Has A Table Outside



If one has a table outside on Jaffa Rd.
Early in the morning
And can watch the world wake and go by,
Then why not try to write a poem
that says what the fresh wind means
On what is going to be
Another debilitating August day?

Why not try a few lines
that perhaps will say
How glad I am to still be alive in my old age
And how thankful I am to God for this?

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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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