My Love

 

(written after my first Israel trip in January of 2004)

 

 

 

I was sitting on a hill

By the temple side

Blowing soapy bubbles

Into the warm black night

 

When one of the bubbles

Showed me who my Shiduch was

Showed me what she looked like

Showed me all our kids

 

Into her pretty face

I couldn’t help but stare

This girls smile and eyes

Had me gasp for air

 

She was kind and cheery

As pure as a spring

And her big Jewish soul

Made me want to sing

 

As a strong wind blew

I began to care

But the soapy bubble

Burst into the air

 

As the tear rolled down

Half way down my chek

I have come to know

Life wasn’t so bleek

 

This was all because

A good thought came to

I think you cared for me

As I Cared for you

 

And if this is so

I thank G-d for you

And not only I

Our 10 kids will too