Hanukkah Poem

Light the Festive Candles

By Aileen Lucia Fisher

Light the first of eight tonight

the farthest candle to the right.

Light the first and second, too,

when tomorrow's day is through.

Then light three, and then light four

every dusk one candle more

Till all eight burn bright and high,

honoring a day gone by

When the Temple was restored,

rescued from the Syrian lord,

And an eight-day feast proclaimed

The Festival of Lights—well named

To celebrate the joyous day

when we regained the right to pray

to our one God in our own way.