A Sleepless Night
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Shalom Freedman
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Why in my old age
Have I been given a sleepless night?
Who said I needed this?
Sometimes I wonder where anxiety comes from
There is after all so much to fear
Uncertainty lives and grows stronger with age
I do not know why or how
I imagine disaster in so many ways
Of course, I am wrong and a fool and unwise
Calm calm calm and learn to meditate
The morning will eventually come
And on my way to shul
I will feel alright again
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