Gershon Wolf Poet Free verse

My Son Is Protecting Me

Standing on a cliff, overlooking the ocean
   Waves roll in, lapping up against the boardwalk
Toward the horizon gulls soar, occasionally 
   Swoop down to scoop up a small fish...

The rhythm of the ocean's pulse
   Beating, oblivious of me scanning
the far horizon, off in the distance
   Thousands of miles yet from land...

A farm where my son tills the fields
   Uzi across his shoulder, protecting me
here in America, providing me a last refuge --
   Israel, where Jews walk proud and free

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Alexis Y. December 30, 2019 at 8:42 AM Hi Gershon, You've penned such a touching and heartfelt write. Hopefully your son will visit often. Have a wonderful day:-) Alexis Gershon Wolf December 30, 2019 at 3:15 PM Thank you for your support, Alexis! Season's best, Gershon

Sandra Adams December 29, 2019 at 5:38 PM a powerful write...touching beauty strikes back in small strokes... did he move away forever? wonderful penning btw... hugs Gershon Wolf December 29, 2019 at 5:48 PM Yes. My (youngest) son's plan is to stay in Israel. Let's see what develops... Thanks for your support, as always. Warmest wishes, Gershon

Michelle Faulkner December 29, 2019 at 4:10 PM I know you must be missing him - how long will he be in Israel? Gershon Wolf December 29, 2019 at 5:47 PM My (youngest) son is in Israel to stay... We'll see what happens. Cheers, Gershon

Ilene Bauer December 29, 2019 at 2:22 PM this is beautiful and powerfully written, gershon... Gershon Wolf December 29, 2019 at 2:37 PM Thank you so much for the support for my son and his new country, Ilene! Best always, Gershon