Old And Slow Poem by Shalom Freedman

Old And Slow



OLD AND SLOW

Old and slow with nowhere to go-
Our nights are long,
And our days longer-
Old and slow with nowhere to go.

Sunday, November 2, 2008
Topic(s) of this poem: old
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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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