Giving Service
Before the sun does wake,
Fresh bread, the ovens bake.
Children soundly sleep awhile.
Their mother kneads the dough.
An effervescent glow,
Shining on her peaceful smile.
Abides within her heart.
Love showing since the start,
Giving service grows worthwhile.
© September 30, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2011
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