Without My Friends Poem by Shalom Freedman
Without My Friends
Nothing seems to matter anymore
Without my friends
What is there in life?
I have no one to talk to now
What good would there be
In what I have sought for all my life
Literary recognition and distant strangers' admiration?
It can never replace the feeling of those near
I am lost without my friends
And my Hope too is lost
And much of my capacity
For Happiness.
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5/5/2024 2:48:34 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Quite an emotional plea. No amount of achievement will provide satisfaction unless you can share it with friends and nears & dear ones.