Tapestries hanging on a wall
Alphabets and poems
Embroidered by women when girls
Hanging on walls of their homes
Handed down by mother to daughter
As a families heirloom
There’s one hanging here as I look
At the walls of this room
Out in the hall they are in Yiddish
As gently I ask, story to seek
The lady lets on not to understand
Or that German she does not speak.
What is the story of these people
Who managed to survive
May God guide and bless them
As He kept their forefathers alive.