The wind goes still and the air becomes dry and tense The lively song of the woods cannot be heard anymore, It has been replaced by a loud silence, The kind of silence that feels like the world...

Sometimes I wonder if it snows in space Nebulas dot the cosmos, full of stars like whirling snow clouds forming flurries  Object drifting through the winter sky Wonderous celestial bodies floating...

As the birds fly, I sit by the window  Wondering, “where’s the wise guy?” Asking, “why am I so shy?” “When will my eyes dry?” I wish you lived nearby. So we could view the night sky. No...

Santa's arrival, what a joy Laughter rises among young girls and boys  Dreidel dreidel, we know its made out of clay  Eight candles celebrated for each day Communities sharing celebrations away  A...