I Walk Where The Poem Once Was Poem by Shalom Freedman

I Walk Where The Poem Once Was



I WALK WHERE THE POEM ONCE WAS

I walk where the Poem once was,
The Trees are still green
The woman is dead,
The sky is cold.

I walk where many Poems
Have been written
After the rain
Her flowers still bloom.

The presence of the other person,
Is the Greatest Gift God gives us.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 12 February 2009

Nothing like that other person at times.

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Shalom Freedman

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Troy New York
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