Daily Bread

Bread for life

I ask for daily

Given more than I need

A neighbor comes

He doesn’t have enough

For his weary travelers

Just arrived

After mid-night

Ok, Ok

Stop your knocking

You are waking us all up

Especially the dogs

Here’s your bread

I don’t share well

But since you are such

A pest

And I want to go back to bed

I will give it to you

 

What if he didn’t have to ask?

What if I had given it to him

Earlier?

How was I to anticipate

His need of my extra bread?

Maybe if I paid attention

And asked

What am I to do with this extra?

I would have known

He was running on empty.

 

© 2013 Julie Clark

 

 

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Categories: Faith, Hospitality, Life, Peace and Reconciliation, Poetry | Tags: , , , , , , | 2 Comments

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2 thoughts on “Daily Bread

  1. Oh the inconvenience of thinking outside of my own world . . .

    Teaching in little, rural, isolated schools – most people want music as it’s always been – patriotic songs that glorify war – marching band that could compete in the Rose parade – not the roots of the negro spiritual or protest songs.

    honestly – this did seem related to your poem. Loved it

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