Tag Archives: English Poems on Judaism

I have a little dreidel I made it out of clay And when it’s dry and ready Then dreidel I shall play! Oh dreidel, dreidel, dreidel I made it out of clay And when it’s dry and ready Then dreidel I shall play! It has a lovely body With legs so short and thin And when my dreidel’s tired It …

At last! At last! Hanukkah is here! The whole house is bursting with holiday cheer. Pancakes are sizzling as hard as they can, Browning delectably crisp in the pan. The dreidels can scarcely wait to be spun; Presents are hidden for Hanukkah fun; And there, on the table, polished and bright, The shining menorah gleams through the night, Like the …

Outside, snow is slowly, softly Falling through the wintry night. In the house, the brass menorah Sparkles with the candlelight. Children in a circle listen To the wondrous stories told, Of the daring Maccabeans And the miracles of old. In the kitchen, pancakes sizzle, Turning brown, they’ll soon be done. Gifts are waiting to be opened, Happy Hanukkah’s begun. ∼ Eva …

Nun, gimel, heh, and shin, See the wooden dreidel spin. Nes gadol hayah shin, If I’m lucky I will win! I play with my new dreidel upon the shiny floor. I ask some friends to play with me- we must have two or more. I give the players pennies – the same amount to each. We sit down in a …