At The End Of Another Working- Caregiving Day Poem by Shalom Freedman

At The End Of Another Working- Caregiving Day



At the end of another working-caregiving day
I sit in the park of Saint Simon
Where in the past fifteen years
I have known many comforting moments
The wind is cold and fresh
I am tired
And I am depressed
An old failure and fool
Who has come to almost no money in his life
Dreaming in his own sad way
Yet another song of morning happiness

Thursday, November 24, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: work
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