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Shalom Freedman
Shalom Freedman
In Old Age/ One Never Knows
In The Middle Of The Day/Calm
Sit And Relax And Wait
At The End Of Saying Everything
To Be Cheerful/In Old Age
Each Day Is Another Struggle Against Despair
The Old Know What It Is/To Not Matter Anymore
The World As We Know It Sometimes
After The Long Difficult Troublesome Day
Why Do I Wait/In The Light Of A World Unheard
And So, They Shall/All Those Who Live In A Poem
Without The Music
I Wonder Why I Am Sometimes So Important To Myself
At The End Of The Day/I Search My Mind For Lines
Few Are The Dead/Who Live On In The Minds Of Many Of The Living
Without Wanting To Be Seen
On The Outside Still
Perhaps I Already Should Be Silent
A Poem Of Peace In Old Age
For Those People /Still Alive/ Who Have No Real Life (Another Caregiving Poem)
This Poem Is Written/As The Music Plays In Me
The Strong And Gentle Morning Breeze
A Poem Of Peace Of Mind In Old Age
How Is It That It Is Only This One Kind Of Being
It Is As Good As It Will Ever Be
Something In Me Will Not Go Away
It Is As Good As It Ever Will Be
Blessed Are The True Creators
I Came Alive At Literature
Useless
I Can Only Do What I Am
We May Be Alone/In A Pocket Universe Our Own
We Are All On The Edge/Of Another Kind Of Sadness
We Do Not Know How To Live/With The Pain Of Those We Love
The Blessing Of Silence (On An Early Morning Walk)
And If Our Earth/Is Just A Chance
The Dread Of Eternal Idleness
The Cold The Dark The Rain The Fear
Therefore We Still Pray
A Prayer For A Friend
The Sadness Came Back Again
Two Lands Of Poetry
I Don’t Mind Wasting Time
I Have Made A Vast Hidden World
A Free Man May Think Of Nothing Less Than Death
To Know I Will Never Feel Again
And With So Much Of It/Negative Despairing
In Old Age/I Have Changed
Happiness And Unhappiness
The Oldness Of The Old Depresses
There Are So Many Beautiful Things In Life
We Do Ask G-D The New Whys
Beauty And Sadness
Toward The End Of The End Of The Road
This Then Again / ” To Thine Own Self Be True”
I Want To Hope Again/
Sadness At The End Of The Road
The Unanswerable Eternal Questions
Alone Is A Poem
My Happiness Each Day
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