The World Becomes Sadder And Sadder Poem by Shalom Freedman

The World Becomes Sadder And Sadder



Friends are sick and die-
An old man tries a new road
And all he discovers is his own past failures,
Repeating themselves-

It is good to be wise-
But in my old age
I am no wiser,
And a lot smaller-

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Lyn Paul 08 November 2013

Some things can become sad, but the world turns only so we are not in that same spot day by day. There is so so much to live for.... no matter what.

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