Yael

I've never asked you,
what you request,
what wish you make,
when the sun sets on the week,
and women bless the Shabbat.
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You are solid, bedrock;
our family's foundation.
.
And on the seventh day,
when even God rested
from all His work that He had done,
creation rests in these two hands.
. .
I don't know what you say
every Friday at sundown.
But for 25 years you have been a blessing.
Because of you, our house is a home,
and Saturday is Shabbat.