Every Day Has Its Own Little Story Poem by Shalom Freedman

Every Day Has Its Own Little Story



And most of them are never told
Even to ourselves-
Of the rest, most are forgotten-

Days and years go by without real remembrance
Thousands of stories are lost
Our lives are lost-

And yet when we live the stories
We live them-

How many stories today have I already forgotten,
As I try to write down one small part of one already almost gone?

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