On creating midrash
She had told him,
The young life, had been wasted?
Or did she.
He ask momma,
Why his daughter died.
His daughter being less then 6 months.
Crib death they called, it.
No explanation, no answer.
He ask Momma,
Why.
To help you be a man.
He said I am not a man, I have not changed.
He heard, "Your daughters life's was wasted"
He then became a man, and changed.
This is the story, I heard,
as I studied,
at his table.
Two lives improved, by her short life.
Now I tell you the story.
This is the power of myth, as it becomes midrash.
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