The Happiest Time of the Year
Israel's Festival of Tabernacles is here
Designed to bring cheer
It's the happiest time of the year
Crops are harvested from far and near
Extensive preparations made, quite dear
On balconies, in courtyards, flimsy huts appear
Jews share their largesse with all who draw near
Eat and sleep outside, except in weather severe
Rejoice together, proclaiming this message clear
~ With thanks for our bounty, the Lord we revere
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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