A Poem to NEVER Forget by Chaya Mushka Kievman
BS"D Deep, So Special, Has infinite potential. Caring, Can impact
BS"D Deep, So Special, Has infinite potential. Caring, Can impact
BS"D Like sunshine to the rain, She came, brightened my
BS"D נַֽחֲמ֥וּ נַֽחֲמ֖וּ עַמִּ֑י יֹאמַ֖ר אֱלֹֽהֵיכֶֽם "'Console, console My people,'
A girl of age two walks up to her mother,
Two shining flames Tucked away, hidden Behind the musty walls
BS"D By Vicky O'Brien in memory of her son Meir
As I cover my eyes, Every Friday night, Shabbos comes
BS"D I watch as my mother glides into the family
BS"D There was once a king who was getting old.
During each Friday night there was darkness in the streets,