ONE DAY
One day
Even the little poems
Will be gone
And I will never write again-
One day fairly soon
I will not be-
Will the stars then
Still pretend
They shine
In the sky?
DOUBT AND FEAR
Doubt and Fear
Do not make
The best Poem-
But what if one’s soul
Is broken and old?
And what if one’s Youth
Is only what was?
And what if the winter
No rain and no love?
Shalom Freedman
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