זיידע‎


Zayde,

Now that you’re gone
life won’t be the same again

That tumor took your voice and strength,
but until the end
you covered me with kisses

Oh Zayde,
why did you have to leave,
already?

Zayde,
my heart hurts,
my heart cries,
my eyes burn

Zayde,
memories stay
and good memories they will be

Of crossword puzzles done together
of model planes
of sitting on your lap, then next to it
of days spent outside in the sun
of playing on the beach
of you always asking and caring
about my well-being,
being proud of me
of laughter, wild and roaring
and generous advice given

Oh Zayde,
I’m grateful
you both,
Zayde and Bubbe,
you raised me,
from when I was a baby on

Forever
you will be
in
my
heart.

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femmetoutterrain

Theologian, blogger and preacher, mother of two children, wife and author of a small commentary on Ecclesiastes – just some of the facets of the gal to whom this corner of the web belongs.

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