Quiet As Peace Calm As Calm Poem by Shalom Freedman

Quiet As Peace Calm As Calm



I had a Mother
Whose Soul
Was Goodness and Quiet and Joy and Calm
In its good days-

I am her son still
Long past the age
I best remember her as-

Oh Ma with all your goodness
Where did you go?
And where calm or no calm
Will I go also?

Monday, January 7, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: son
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Out of the Joy of my own inner self-
I write these lines
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Shalom Freedman

Shalom Freedman

Troy New York
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