Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BREADMAKERS, by LEXIE DEAN ROBERTSON Poet's Biography
First Line: I think god loves the people who bake bread
Last Line: I know that god must love the makers of the bread.
Subject(s): Bakeries And Bakers; Bread; Food & Eating
I THINK God loves the people who bake bread:
Quiet wives in kitchens where upon the window sill
Come hungry robins asking to be fed;
Slim brown-skinned women who with rhythmed ease
Turn coarse flat cakes before a smoky fire,
Tending the ancient rites on bended knees;
And men who work where hurried wheels are run
All day and night to make the wholesome loaves
Cream-white and crusty when the rows are done;
And mothers everywhere who spend long days
At doing simply homely tasks to keep
The home love bright and shining down dark ways.
"Take this and eat," it was that Jesus said,
And whether hungry hearts or bodies shall be fed,
I know that God must love the makers of the bread.
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