Hope's Lights
Hope's lights dim in November
barely flicker in December
They reach their nadir just before
the onset of harsh winds' roar --
When two festivals of light appear
to melt the drops of frozen tears
Be Chanukah or Christmas your cup of tea
Season's greetings, joy and glee
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2020
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