Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Betting On Last

I've always loved predicting
Which will be the last to die.
I'm rarely right but still each night
I study them and try.

They start out on an equal plane
But who knows why they change.
Like human life spans, variance
Will always seem so strange.

So as the end draws near, I watch
To see which burns down last.
Just one more night and then another
Chanukah has passed.

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Trevor Mcleod December 31, 2014 at 12:42 PM Cute. Flame on! LOL

Robert Johnson December 23, 2014 at 5:59 PM Like the candles, you've shed some light. But not enough for me, not quite. So if you'd be so kind to show. The rest of us what you do know. About this Jewish holiday. And enlighten us upon this way. We'd be grateful to understand. What you've come to know so grand. Merry Christmas. Happy Chanukah. Peace. :)

Jan Allison December 23, 2014 at 2:46 AM I used to work for a Jewish family as a nanny - brought back many memories:-) Hugs jan xx

Katie-Jayne Boardman December 22, 2014 at 9:26 PM Hi, thanks for sharing this poem. As a non-Jewish person, this gave me some insight into Chanukah.