Poem -

The Hand That Feeds

My life has simple stories of my grandmothers recipes
I have carried out her legand with my own 
To feed the people in my family is a tradition
To feed the people on the streets is a privilege
To feed the canadian geese upon the lakes who hunger on the banks
To feed the many children across this nation starving for a meal
The hand that feeds those in need is a very welcome hand
Indeed, the recipe is simple just do the right thing
 

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