Sad to fall I fell again today
A twist a scream An elbow a knee scraped
On the ground catching my breath
Bystanders rushing to help-

Sad to fall
Sad to be old
Sad to be sad-

I'm back up again
Pen in hand-

But when will I fall again?
And when when will I fall when
I cannot get up again?

Sad to fall
Sad to be old

But good to be up again.

By Shalom Freedman