On Saturday mornings my son and I feed
over two hundred hot meals to neighbors in need
we plan and we prep and we count all the lunches
we are truly the ones blessed
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
On Saturday mornings my son and I feed
over two hundred hot meals to neighbors in need
we plan and we prep and we count all the lunches
we are truly the ones blessed
This is sweet. I love the simplicity because it focuses on how the activity done together is what’s important. ☺️