A Poem About Choice by Anonymous
I face two roads One blessing One curse I must
I face two roads One blessing One curse I must
This song/poem was made in honor of my eighth-grade graduation
There will come a time, when all is right: Moshiach.
Today I had a thought It made me tear and
B"H A Shabbos candle-lighting poem by Yehudis Spielman, age 12
Shackled in the chains of habit, swallowed in the hustle-bustle
IN THE SNAKES' DEN What Emuna [Faith] Truly Means In
We light the candles with a special prayer, This happens
BS"D Dedicated in the sacred memory and to elevate the
BS"D Bring the Redemption light Light the fire Give me