Out of the bounty, the wealth of our land
a harvest each season, food for the millions
gathered and stored, shipped around the world
Do we stop and consider, look to our neighbors
see the need that is there, even nearby?
The autumnal harvest, in the golds and crimsons,
the bounty of our land, plenty to share
October 11, 2008
October 15, 2008
Blog Action Day, poverty
(Raymond A. Foss)
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