Shalom Freedman

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It Isn'T Everyday One Makes An Order, And Throws Out The Past - Poem by Shalom Freedman


It isn’t everyday one makes an order, throws out the past
Goes through the piles of old papers
And sees here a missed opportunity there another time of life
Which one has long forgotten
Throwing most of the business papers away
And holding on to most personal things
One finds letters one did not answer
And dreams one did not begin to realize
Pictures are most painful
People no longer here
Loved ones in youth
Oneself as one was and will never be again
A life in these things
And almost gone
Cancelled bank books
Money one had once and no longer has
Love and people who were once one’s whole life
And are now strangers
The children
In so many different ages and times
The children no longer children
The past too too much past
Weighing me down with grief and despair
Asking myself how I can go on and for how much longer
Before someone else has to deal with the mess

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  • (1/20/2009 4:27:00 AM)

    In the Bible, one must put his hand to the plow and furrow the future field. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 20, 2009

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