An Old Man Sits And Writes Poems Poem by Shalom Freedman

An Old Man Sits And Writes Poems



An old man sits and writes poems
And each poem is a cry from his soul
An old man sits and writes poems
And who is he what does he know?

An old man writes poems
And they are his soul
Poems and poems and poems alone-
His soul.

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