Saturday, December 27, 2008

Afterglow

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.

3 comments:

Mary said...

Happy Hanukkah to you and your family!

Anonymous said...

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

Judy Roney 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!