Two Seders

At Seder 1 we helped prepare The soup and matzoh balls served there, The hard-boiled eggs and chicken dressed In farfel flakes, which tastes the best. At tables set to serve sixteen, With kids and grandfolk on the scene, We read and sang, sipped wine and juice, The atmosphere relaxed and loose. The meal complete, the kids ran ‘round, The afikomen finally found. The grown-ups schmoozed, dessert consumed ‘Til things slowed down as bedtime loomed. For Seder 2, we hit the road And drove in windshield-wiper mode To visit family miles away Where overnight we planned to stay. The Seder table, set for five, Did beckon us to keep alive Within Haggadahs Ken revised The same old tale, but modernized. We dug into delicious food, Conversing in a festive mood. No kids around, but Darby’s tail Was wagging on an epic scale. Two Seders, different and unique, To welcome in this matzoh week Were back-to-back reminders of The past and present, fused with love.