Time Rages At The Quiet Of My Soul
TIME RAGES AT THE QUIET OF MY SOUL
Time rages at the quiet of my soul-
My children are so busy now
With the errands of life
I cannot help much-
All my worry for them is irrelevant
They are deep in the duties of life
And I am old with retirement
Wishing I could help more-
And praying for their well- being with all my inquiet and irrelevant soul-
poem by Shalom Freedman
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