I found this sweet little poem by Oliver Herford in last week's Poetry Friday roundup. I loved it so much I had to share it here! The rest of the roundup is at Susan Writes. Merry Christmas!

I Heard a Bird Sing--

I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December
A magical thing
And sweet to remember.

‘We are nearer to Spring
Than we were in September,’
I heard a bird sing
In the dark of December.


Bird graphic courtesty of Penniwig's.

Hanukkah began Friday at sundown. Here is a poem in honor of the Jewish Festival of Lights. The rest of the Poetry Friday lineup can be found at Random Noodling.

Blessed is the Match

by Hannah Senesh

Blessed is the match consumed
in kindling flame.
Blessed is the flame that burns
in the secret fastness of the heart.

Read the rest of the poem and learn more about Hannah Senesh here.