STAFF OF LIFE

(This work is from a monthly assignment where the members were asked to write a short work incorporating the word "Christmas".)

Bread, staff of life, no longer as in days of old a simple affair

Modern times demand manicured, tamed, shaped, sliced

Poppy, sesame seeded, even weight watchers extraordinaire

Linseeded, garlilicked, fruited, also sweetly iced

Hot from the oven there's nothing to compare

One problem though our weight has been sacrificed

Stuffing all this dough has enlarged our bodies I declare

But who can resist becoming completely enticed

Now everyone's tummy hangs over their underwear

Born on Christmas day the dear man to blame is Jesus Christ

Good man, smart man preaching bread for our daily fare.

Marion de la Croix ©