These Cold Grey Winter Days
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Shalom Freedman
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These cold grey winter days
Which come so rarely in Jerusalem
Bring me back
To Troy New York in my childhood
Harsh dreary and invigorating Sundays-
Exultant and angry
My father my brother and I
Walked miles and miles to nowhere-
Now with them gone
Old alone I slowly walk with them in memory
And the joy of being alive
Is too sad and too great for words
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