We
share the present of the past
as
this Season comes to close,
because
for most the memoirs last
of
special times that ended woes.
At
Hanukkuh some celebrate
the
time their Temple was set free.
At
Christmas some commemorate
the
birth of Christianity.
Menorah
or a Christmas tree,
Olive
oil or Magi gold,
are
there to share in amity...
vow
never let our warmth grow cold.
{Note:
Everyone should bow and nod
as good men kneel to honor God.}
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