The City Streets Shall Fill
BS"D The sun was high in the sky, a soft
BS"D The sun was high in the sky, a soft
BS"D Our eyes sparkle with anticipation for the day he
During each Friday night there was darkness in the streets,
A flickering flame A dancing light A glowing spark A
BH Years ago on this day Our home was torn
BS"D The air of Yerushalayim feels pure and holy, and
BS"D Good Shabbos to everyone! I dedicate this parsha-post for
BS"D I dedicate this poem l’ilui nishmas (to elevate the
BS"D It's sprinkled on those towering mountains, like icing sugar
She stood there. Her heart was pounding excitedly, and a