Trading In Soups
~ See you soon, Soupers ~
For a couple of days
I'm trading poetry soup in
for a piping-hot liquid broth
with matso balls and chicken
'Neath a bamboo-pole roof
in a flimsy dwelling seven days
I'll see stars twinkling at night
be shielded from sun's rays
With family, friends
the poor and the stranger
We'll drink l'chaim, to life
trust in God to fend off danger
With songs, stories and verse
we'll praise the One who provides
Who freed us from slavery, from Egypt
and throughout Time's been our guide
Copyright © Gershon Wolf | Year Posted 2019
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