(c) Rabbi Menachem Creditor
I want to be an old rabbi.
I want to sit and learn
with wise, wrinkled brow,
sweet eyes, strong hands,
and a bald, shiny head.
I want to look back
at a life full of fullness,
of shared stories,
of comforting, doubting,
seeking.
I want to be an old rabbi.
One day.
