Shabbat Morning
- Nikki Naftaly
- May 3
- 1 min read
Shabbat Morning
Once felt like the source of all calm
Family, adventure, and togetherness
Now
Afraid to fall asleep on Friday night
Sleep
Not something we remember how to do
Calm
Something that's been stolen from us
We lay and wait for the sun to rise
Just an excuse to get out of bed
That deep pit we all feel
We try to go and do what we need to do
We know a few things for certain
We are all feeling it
None of us like it
It won't go away
Until they all come back HOME
