In Old Age/I Think Too Much/ About Death Poem by Shalom Freedman
In Old Age/I Think Too Much/ About Death
In old age
I think too much
Of death
When young
It was a vague idea
In the mind of someone else
Now I think of it too much
I fear it
I fear more
The road to it
I despise myself
For thinking too much of it
And I long for those
Already gone
Who I cannot really believe
I will join.
Monday, October 22, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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