Enough

When is enough? What is it you seek?
Is it the best, the face, the fact you can?
What if we made things, simple things?
Gifts of love, straight from the heart.
Sometimes our time, our gathering
Together, making things in the kitchen,
Cooking up dreams which delight the soul.
Just being together and taking time to.
Listen to fun and cheer, giving away
What you have baked to someone who can't.
It all goes around and around and this
Maybe the gift in a smelly manger, in the
Cold of night, mangy ruffian shepherds
Stopped by just to see, just to tell they saw
The gift of time given, the gift of voices heard.