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Nourishing Bread Line

Standing amid the cold
in the long lines of hunger

It is!
the wind, a blowing 
that chill the bone 
pushing up from the lungs
and passing from the mouth 
to a frosty cold breath 
 
who awaits, this friendly handout  
for this well needed nourishment  
with hands that are in destination 
reaching for the warmest of soups 


Thank you for your giving!

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  1. Date: 12/29/2010 8:58:00 PM

    hi verlecia. I like your poem a lot...it reminded me when I used to volunteer at the union rescue mission downtown LA