My Zaidy by Moshe Yess from Oorah's Shmorg 2

[Music] my Zade lived with us in my parents' home he used to laugh he put me on his knee and he spoke about his life in Poland he spoke but with a bitter memory and he spoke about the soldiers who would beat him and they laughed at him they tore his Long Black Coat and he spoke about a synagogue that they burnt down and the crying that was heard beneath the smoke [Music] but Zade made us laugh Zade made us sing and Zade made a kidish Friday night and Zade oh my Zade how I love him so and Zade used to teach me wrong from right his eyes lit up when he would teach me Torah and he taught me every line so carefully and he spoke about our slavery in Egypt and how God took us out to make us free but winter went by summer came along I went to Camp to run and play and when I came back home they said s's gone and all his books were packed and stored away and I don't know how or why it came to be it happen slowly over many years we just stop being Jewish like my Z was and no one cared enough to shed a tear but Zade made us laugh Z made us sing and Z made a s p night and Zade oh my Zade how I love him so and zany used to teach me wrong from right and many Winters went by and many Summers came along and now my children sit in front of me and who will be the Z of my children who will be there Z if not me who will be the zes of our children who will be their zes if not we and Zade made us laugh Zade made us sing and Zade made a kidish Friday night and z Oh My Z how I love him so and Z used to teach me wrong from [Music] right