Every year during the holidays I post this poem I wrote years ago. I hope you like it a latke. I wish you all a happy, merry everything. May your ideas all be shiny and bright. ~ Amy
A Jewish Mom’s Christmas Poem
I’ve never had Christmas, it’s to my dismay
As I love all the lights, and the trees and the sleigh
I long for the red and the green M&Ms
There’s a hole in my heart, where a caroler stems
I have a bay window, where a tree would look grand
And not one but two fireplaces, where St. Nick could stand
I would cook up a dinner, put Thanksgiving to shame,
I would revel in guests, endlessly entertain
Yet my heritage dictates, and beliefs coincide
That memories of Maccabees, bring December pride
It’s not a big feast, it’s a festival just
But celebration and eating, are a Hanukkah must
It’s not Jewish Christmas, it celebrates light
And a small and strong army, that fought with much might
Though I love all the fuss, that is Christmas each year
I hold my own holidays steadfast and dear
I do not miss, what I never have had
So when others are puzzled, thinking I’m sad
I assure them I’m happy, it does not take a toll
To watch Christmas pass by, while eating egg roll
I’ll unpack the menorahs, make a final gift run,
Hanukkah here, will be nothing but fun
But I’ll stand at the window, on your Christmas Eve
And watch out for Santa, because it’s good to believe.
A marvellous lesson for us who think Christmas is the be all and end all. I love it and have shared it with my friend who has exactly the same feelings as you.
Wishing you good health and happiness for 2012,
I love this poem! My little pink Borders Christmas tree stands (squats?) next to my husband’s Menorah! Happy Hanukkah!
Great, Amy. Happy Hannukkah!
Loved this poem, Amy! Thank you for sharing!
What a beautiful poem. Thank you for sharing it.
LOVE the poem, Amy Sue. And, of course, that handsome gingerbread man ;-).
Love the poem Sue and the Gingerbread. Although raised in a Christian household wwhere we did celebrate Christmas, as an adult I feel the pull of the solstice more. Today is the darkest day and tomorrow brings ever increasing light. To me that’s what the lights of the season mean and surely can be celebrated by everyone. Great Gingerbread man!