A Mother's Tale for Her Daughter (An AI Generated Poem)
A Mother’s Tale for Her Daughter Hush, my child, the stars are bright, Let me tell you tales tonight. Of ancient days and candles' glow, Of love and hope, long ago. There was a child in Bethlehem, Born to bring peace to all of them. A shining star, a gift so true, A light for me, a light for you. And in a temple, ages past, A flame was lit, a light to last. Though oil was scarce, it burned so clear, A miracle to hold so dear. The Christmas tree, the dreidel’s spin, Both tell of joy that dwells within. Of faith that bends but does not break, Of dreams we dream, awake, awake. So sleep, my love, and hold these tales, Of humble kings and wind-filled sails. For when you’re grown, and stars align, You’ll share them with your babes in time. The s...