Eight Nights of Light

Long ago in Jerusalem town, the city was quiet, the lights burned

down. The temple stood dark, the people afraid, but hope was

a promise they still hadn't laid. A small group stood strong, they did what

was right. They fought for their faith, they stood for the light.

When the battle was over, they searched far and wide for oil to

relight, but burned deep inside. Just one tiny jar was all

that they found, enough for one night, not more around. But the light

stayed on and it didn't fade. Night after night, the flame stayed brave.