The Loaves

We talked about our favorite Jesus story.
Abraham liked the loaves and fishes,
Multiplying for the five thousand.

We tried to picture how the loaf broke
And the halves passed and the halves broke
And what was passed was still somehow undiminished.

I've lived this. Eight years of childhood spent
On support, I asked my Mom once how they survived.
“The money came in, and the money went out.

And on paper the expenses were always more
Than the income, and yet
There was always enough.”

We've all lived this. Love spreads to another and another,
And yet remains complete for each, undiminished.