"Love Beyond Gaza's Captive Walls"

In a kibbutz far away, a man did stay,
Omri Miran, taken one fateful day,
By Hamas gunmen, in a violent spree,
Leaving his family in misery.

Lishay sent messages, a torrent so bright,
Photos of their girls, and late night delight,
She called it "Notes to Omri", a chat so true,
Hoping he'd read them, and think of her too.

Months went by, and the messages kept flowing,
Of Roni's goodnights, and the girls' growing,
Lishay's heart ached, as she wrote with a sigh,
Missing her husband, and wondering why.

Friday was Omri's birthday, his second in pain,
Somewhere in Gaza, Lishay wrote again,
Tales of the girls, who were babies so small,
When last he saw them, and heard their sweet call.

Released hostages said he was seen alive last year,
But Lishay's faith wavered, and her heart did fear,
The war resumed, and the border was loud,
Lishay's fears grew, as her hope did cloud.