The Rosh Hashanah lesson in an aged yellow envelope
He knew and she knew. And that was all that mattered
I would allow my mask to fall, my soul to be revealed
The only person to find fault with is the one in the mirror.
“To sing or not to sing,” that was the question
If Ina Perlmuter believed in me, others would follow
Who would give me the final push to the finish line?
He learned firsthand, “What goes around comes around”
“Treat each other this way your entire married life”
“I like being with people who care. That’s why I come”
“Let’s not let a missing chocolate cake ruin our siyum!”