Pesach now is over,
And today I am leaving Sage,
To return to my home in Bushey,
Where I hope my life to man~age.
Fed and watered over Pesach,
Helped by all the Staff,
I must now look after myself,
With YOUR Aid may my health last.
Plan as I do my Future,
Mishaps do occur,
Why must YOU place stumbling blocks
Before me ~ at my door.
Happy have I been for nine days,
Looked after by all ~ whilst here,
Sage is a happy memory,
Hopefully ~ for Pesach ~ next year?
Will I find benefactors
Who will provide for my stay?
I know YOU will assist me,
And for that I shall constantly pray.
Copyright [c] Jonathan Goldman [JGthepoet] – 23 April 2014.
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