"Kneading Bread"

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Kneading Bread

~Belle Bainster Broadbent~

While the dough I gently grasp,

I think of those who must clasp

Seed, to sow the golden grain

And reap the harvest it contains;

And those who then work hour by hour

Turning this grain into flour

While these joining, clasping hands

Feed the hungry of the lands.

So, I find a kinship spread

While I'm gently kneading bread.