Dec 23 2010

A Jewish Mom’s Christmas Poem

I’ve never had Christmas, it’s to my dismay
As I love all the lights, and the trees and the sleigh

I long for the red and the green M&Ms
There’s a hole in my heart, where a caroler stems

I have a bay window, where a tree would look grand
And not one but two fireplaces, where St. Nick could stand

I would cook up a dinner, put Thanksgiving to shame,
I would revel in guests, endlessly entertain

Yet my heritage dictates, and beliefs coincide
That memories of Maccabees, bring December pride

It’s not a big feast, it’s a festival just
But celebration and eating, are a Hanukkah must

It’s not Jewish Christmas, it celebrates light
And a small and strong army, that fought with much might

Though I love all the fuss, that is Christmas each year
I hold my own holidays steadfast and dear

I do not miss, what I never have had
So when others are puzzled, thinking I’m sad

I assure them I’m happy, it does not take a toll
To watch Christmas pass by, while eating egg roll

I’ll unpack the menorahs, make a final gift run,
Hanukkah here, will be nothing but fun

But I’ll stand at the window, on your Christmas Eve
And watch out for Santa, because it’s good to believe.

4 Responses to “A Jewish Mom’s Christmas Poem”

  1. By Nina on Dec 23, 2010 | Reply

    Love it, Amy!! I’m right there with you!

  2. By Melanie on Dec 26, 2010 | Reply

    I really enjoyed this. Happy new year!

  3. By Janna Qualman on Jan 13, 2011 | Reply

    “Because it’s good to believe…” That’s just beautiful, Amy.

  4. By Leslie Bisetti on Aug 15, 2011 | Reply

    I love this poem! I grew up with my Mom’s boyfriend then husband and my Step Dad. He is from Phili. He died 5 years ago but that doesn’t change his origin. Nor does is alter the place he holds in my heart. I’m sorry he’s gone. The Chanuka Bush will never mean the same to me.

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