What Brings Light, Brings Hope by Leah Myers
A woman looks ahead, Tears glistening in her eyes, Gives
A woman looks ahead, Tears glistening in her eyes, Gives
I shut the door softly. But it was too late.
Imagine you had a private audience with the king. What
BH The house is small Only two rooms Lumpy bed
BH Hashem, when the pain and suffering raged, the horror
I often blame the lack of time for my shortcomings.