FOOD BANK poem

Food Bank

Today is a meal
of hope

notwithstanding
the alley slept
in last night

nor a balcony
of evening’s choice
with a friend

or the park where
sun’s journey
settles over

the reservoir.

Surely hasten
for a swim
when clothes need
washing

tonight being that
special moment.

© 2009 Richard L. Provencher
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