It is the first evening of Passover Mama and Sarah set the table We mustn’t forget to make a place for Elijah Sarah says Every year at Passover Sarah sets a place and leaves the door ajar so Elijah the Prophet can come in and visit the seder I would never forget Mama says but it’s awfully cold to leave the door open Outside the window a cold wind blows Fat raindrops tap the pane Let us in
Papa brings the colorful Passover plate Little Jacob brings in matzah wrapped snugly in a napkin I have a job too
Sarah counts the places at the table There are six places and five in their family Mama Papa Ruthie Jacob and Sarah That leaves an empty seat Elijah will sit next to me she says
Mama lights a fire The flames yell at the cold with hot tongues Go away So cold for spring says Papa as he looks out the window
