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Yom Hashoah, But No One Is There

every year

at this time

I see you

at every turn

your arms wide

pleading

hoping

but no one is there…

I hear your cries

they haunt me

through the day

and night

and I weep

with you

but no one is there

About the Author

Sandra Schachter made aliya from Canada in 1968 and lived in Jerusalem for 33 years, where she was a freelance writer and editor, contributing articles and poetry to various publications around the world. She now resides in Montreal.