My Father Took Pleasure/Just As I Do Now Poem by Shalom Freedman

My Father Took Pleasure/Just As I Do Now



On a day like this
Many years ago
My father took pleasure
Just as I do now
In the sudden sunlight

His life in feeling
so much, too much
is gone now

as all my feeling
as everyone's will be one day

We are such stuff
As feelings are made of
And our little lives
Are rounded with oblivion.

Sunday, January 1, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: feeling
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Edward Kofi Louis 01 January 2017

With oblivion! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Shalom Freedman

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