A quiet room
tapping keys.
A million miles away
I hear that insistent call
to action
I could give coins
to Compassion
to ERD
to United Way
or to the red kettle
But where shall
I give
myself?
Welp. Sunday, November 3rd Heading home from church. Monday, November 4th Dr. M pulled out his new cast iron dutch oven and mad...
Thought provoking piece, Bug. It's a good question to ask ourselves. I love to see the bell ringers, it's all part of the Christmas tradition.
ReplyDeleteThis time of year does seem to bring out the need to give.
ReplyDeleteNicely phrased.
The rainbow is so beautiful! And your generosity, too. xx
ReplyDeleteThis is the time of year I buy that extra bag of food when I go to the grocery store. I need to find some time and a place to volunteer myself as well.
ReplyDelete"Merry Christmas, children, you're getting mosquito nets this year..."
ReplyDeleteThat's what I'm telling my kids this year, it's a good thing they are all over 18 or I might have a revolt on my hands. *g* I had the er-d in mind last year but didn't have the courage to follow through with it. This year I found my courage.
I love your poetry, as usual, and I love your call.
Your poem is very relevant, of course, to this period of Thanksgiving and Christmas which involves acts of charity and gratitude.
ReplyDelete"Where shall I give myself?" Well, "Charity begins at home" as they say. There are plenty of opportunities for charity and volunteering deeds in everyone's neighborhood.
Duta just took the words right out of my mouth! I ditto what she said.
ReplyDeleteIt is one of the reasons this season is so special. So many opportunities to give back. I say pay it forward every chance you get!!
ReplyDeleteGreat post
Amy