Hanukkah and Christmas go together,
A pair of holidays quite complementary,
Pleased to have become more elementary,
Pleased to have become birds of a feather.
Yet once, of course, they were antagonistic,
Having more to do with their religions,
On which they long depended for their visions,
Lest faith become increasingly heuristic.
In our time, the holidays are friends,
Delivered by the same inclusive heaven,
A pair of pastries all puffed up with leaven,
Yeasted well for mercenary ends,
Sweetened well to bind once-bitter blends.
Copyright by Nicholas Gordon. Free for personal or non-commercial use.