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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.
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!
3 comments:
Happy Hanukkah to you and your family!
What beautiful imagery! Some day, I would love to experience Hanukkah..
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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