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