Hunger


 

She never sat down, for supper that night
“I ate earlier”, she told a white lie,
A glass of ice water, or two before bed,
A few nights a week, to get by,

He kept right on working, during lunch break,
Bill offered to share,he declined,
“No I’m not hungry”,he lied with a wink,
He was trying to, stretch a dime,

Little pinched faces, I watched in the store,
Following Mommy, or Dad,
They looked with, hungry longing,
at the offers, the grocery store had,

The look on their faces, is starry-eyed wonder,
you’d think it was, Christmas Day,
Just getting food, to take to the house,
should not thrill a child, this way,

You ask”Tell me what is it, that I can do”?
I’m glad that you’ve asked me, today,
Give to the local, Food Pantry’s needs,
and please don’t forget, to pray.

c.d.m. 10-19-10

 

 

 

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About Cheryl

I'm from W.Va. living in Ohio.married [38 yrs],with 2 daughters, 3 grandkids,and 6 step grandkids.Live on a small farm, and have been an ordained minister since 1984.My husband and I both work, he in a factory, and I as a private care-giver. Moved around a lot in my younger yrs. have been planted here 39 yrs. Love the Lord, my family, my country and my life. Glad to meet you.
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