Livin’ the Dream

‘Mid dusk-lit season

This exiled recluse pondered

How to be “of use”

No family, friends to tend, serve

Live self-consumed, eat poor fare


All of us have gifts

Creator God seeds within

World outside’s needy

Whatever least we offer

Prayers bless, and He multiplies


I’m livin’ the dream

In these silvered latter years

Small fragrant kitchen

Feeds assorted hungry lot

Cooking for neighbors fills heart

“Give generously to them and do so without a grudging heart; then because of this the LORD your God will bless you in all your work and in everything you put your hand to.” Deut 15:10, New Internat’l Version

©Rhen Laird/Cobbled Contemplations, 2020 ~ All rights reserved.

6 thoughts on “Livin’ the Dream

  1. Your poem has a lovely lilt and also shape. He multiplies even our smallest … Yes thank you for emphasising this wonderful characteristic of our good Father.


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