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These Times of Need - Nov. 22, 2020

  • Gary Hunter
  • Nov 22, 2020
  • 1 min read

love is a willing volunteer

though not so interested

in the spatial sense of folding clothes

and blankets packing water and food

onto a truck to maximize the space

the way a decent brain would


but hand it something to deliver

and within minutes it’s made a new friend -

suddenly less engrossed with bodily needs

and more interested to see

if a second pass through the line

might offer extra distributions of caring

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