As I pick the seeds from the pomegranate
Sold to me by our cousins in the market,
I cannot help but think about how my great-grandmother must have liked the fruit.
Would she have eaten it with cheeses? Or perhaps with pita?
Would she be proud of me eating it now?
Eating it in our homeland once again
As a proud Jew and an even prouder Israeli?
By Sadie Hilf
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