Mom would leave the porch light off
when a winter moon lit up the storm door
lighting the way Dad crippled home from lumber camp
they shaved enough coppers off the light bill
to pay for the yeast
Friday nights around our supper table
unvoiced love was heard so clearly
when we ate a lot
with little
this is the Gospel
you can cry and still laugh
and feed a very large family
with what Christ can do
with two small fish and a few loaves of bread
This is so special….thanks