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In My Mother's House on Shabbat

In My Mother's House on Shabbat

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In my mother’s house on Shabbat
candles glowed,
In my mother’s house on Shabbat
music flowed,
All the troubles of the week
seemed to disappear,
But in my mother’s eye
there was a tear

In my mother’s house on Shabbat
prayers were said
In my mother’s house on Shabbat
beauty spread,
All the sorrows of the week
seemed to disappear,
But in my mother’s eye
there was a tear.

I wish I could recapture
The feeling and the song,
The warm light and the blessings
That made me whole and strong.

My sisters’ happy clapping
My mother gently beaming
My father’s off-key singing,
Ya ba ba ba ba.

In my mother’s house on Shabbat
wine was poured,
In my mother’s house on Shabbat
we thanked the L-rd,
All the worries of the week
seemed to disappear,
But in my mother’s eye
there was a tear.

Aviva Ravel is a Canadian playwright, whose plays are available at Playwrights Guild of Canada in Toronto. She has also published many short stories in magazines such as Journal of Canadian Literature, Viewpoints and Moment.
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