Saturday, December 27, 2008


Late - should be asleep.
Menorrah awaits finale
Eight candles tomorrow,
full on, full glow, delight.
Then back to high shelf,
aglow in memory always,
and in expectation, hope.


Mary said...

Happy Hanukkah to you and your family!

Joe said...

What beautiful imagery! Some day, I would love to experience Hanukkah..

Judy said...

I love this poem, Victoria. It also serves as a metaphor for so many things for me. The holiday season, the full glow of it, then the memory aglow for always. You have a way with words that lights ME up. This is one of those light bulb poems. Love it!

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