ONE MORE BOX

 
            ONE MORE BOX THE VOLUNTEER LOADED
            HE WAS WEARY, EXHAUSTED BEYOND BELIEF
            AN UNENDING LINE OF CARS AND TRUCKS
            WAITING PATIENTLY, SEEKING HELP AND RELIEF

            ONE MORE BOX FROM THE LOCAL PANTRY
            BREAD, CANNED GOODS OF ALL KINDS
            THE HOMELESS, NEEDY, RECENTLY LAID OFF
            SEEKING ANYTHING THAT THEY COULD FIND

            ONE MORE BOX FULL OF URGENT HOPE
            NO ONE TONIGHT WOULD GO HUNGRY
            A FULL BOX OF  FOOD TO TIDE THEM OVER
            AS THE VIRUS ROAMS THIS COUNTRY

            ONE MORE BOX FILLED WITH KINDNESS
            GIVEN FREELY, NO STRINGS ATTACHED
            REMOVED WITH LOVE FROM THE STOREHOUSE
            SORTED, PACKED FROM A DONATED BATCH

            ONE MORE BOX THE VOLUNTEER HEFTED
            AND THEN LOADED IT WITH A SMILE
            RECEIVED THANKS, WATCHED TEARS FLOW
            IT MADE HIM TURN, CRY A LITTLE WHILE

            ONE MORE BOX THEN DAY WAS OVER
             HE SAT DOWN TO GET SOME REST
            TOMORROW WOULD BE MORE OF THE SAME
            AND HE KNEW HE’D DO HIS VERY BEST

            ONE MORE BOX HE LATER THOUGHT
            AND HE KNEW THAT IT WAS GOOD
            HIS MINISTRY, THE CHURCH FOOD PANTRY
            AND HE WOULD DO ALL THAT HE COULD