The Candle of My Soul by Sara L. Weisberg
I shut the door softly. But it was too late.
I shut the door softly. But it was too late.
“Shabbat candles” -- the words struck my mind. I was
I was walking on the sidewalks of Troy, New York,
BH The house is small Only two rooms Lumpy bed
Come let's light, An Amazing candle light. Nicely but carefully
When darkness falls on Friday night, Jewish women and girls
One More Light Essay Competition Winner My hands glide over my
My light is calm My light is strong My light
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