beauty

It was a loaf of bread,
a gift of love

she struggled to say
It is all I have

times were hard
her family at risk

she came to dinner
from a dark abyss

picked as a flower
from spring she left

stormed in the winds
and soon was adrift

It was a loaf of bread
it was all she had

she asked please
take it, and quietly cried

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