In My Old Age/ My Happiness Poem by Shalom Freedman

In My Old Age/ My Happiness



IN MY OLD AGE/ MY HAPPINESS


In my old age
My happiness
Suddenly
Overwhelms me.

Why?
The light towards twilight?
The quiet?
The thought of my children
Who love and honor their father?

A peace in the cool air?
Just being here all the years
In Yerushalayim?

A quiet gratitude to God
The light and the peace and the calm?

Sunday, June 27, 2010
Topic(s) of this poem: old,happiness
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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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