Type: Poem

“1935, the girls are packing / for America. / Their parents will not wait for things to get worse.”

“In the light of the candles / I hope to see a shift from all hatred, / the homecoming of all hostages…”

In this beautiful poem, the author explores her loss of innocence and search for understanding.

“I cannot find the words / I seek…”

A poem interlaced with words of prayer

“Reaching just beyond we find even more loves…”

This poem includes the Modeh Ani prayer for greeting the day

This new poem uses the imagery of water through a faucet to capture the feeling of waiting for the captives to be released.

“Try not to think / of the children who are not getting their baths, / who are not getting their parents.”