we'll overeat and drink too much,
we'll stuff ourselves like turkeys
and joke about how much we've had
and how there's no room left for more...
And then for several days - the turkey sandwiches:
what we call left-overs
some would think a feast...
we'll eat all day and night
while others go for days and weeks,
their cupboards bare and empty...
Let this week not pass until
I find or fund a way to feed the ones
whose tables never groan as mine
beneath the weight of too much food and drink...
For those who hunger all year 'round
help me do more this week than pray, Lord:
may I give thanks for all I have
by finding ways to share it with the poor...
Open my heart as wide as my mouth
and let my charity flow as wine is poured:
freely, gladly, to the brim
to share with others, Lord, the best
of all that I've been given...