Shalom Freedman

Gold Star - 17,141 Points (Troy New York)

The Morning Light Is Here - Poem by Shalom Freedman


The morning light is here
Hope is here
I try to think and to write
Slowly slowly
A few words come.

What have I done with my life?
What will I do with this day?

When will the real poems return to me
Have they forever gone away?

The light is blue and white
The day is here
The fear so deep deep in me
Is slowly fading –

God, if You do not move me now
Will I remain a loser forever?

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 17, 2009

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