A Poem Of Joy In Old Age Poem by Shalom Freedman

A Poem Of Joy In Old Age



A POEM OF JOY IN OLD AGE

A Poem of Joy in Old Age
Is a small poem
Of a single quiet perception.

The morning light
The smile of a small step-grandchild
A happy turn of phrase.

A flickering joy
The mouthful of a morsel
A walk to see trees and sky.

A child no longer young
Leaning over with a hug
Before yet another good-bye.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ashraful Musaddeq 20 September 2008

Really it is a 'A Poem Of Joy In Old Age'. Interesting and lovely. Enjoyed this.

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