The smell of baking bread is in the air

So easy now for me to make a loaf

Soda bread or bread maker

I alternate my fare

But daily bread is mine

No problem there


A little boy in Kyiv he hides his bread

Doesn’t want to starve like yesterday

When war broke out and visited

And took his food away

He keeps his store

Against a fateful day


The Lord advises pray for daily bread

For the things you need

To keep yourself alive

The warm sun in the sky

The fresh air that we breathe

And the love for one another

You and I


Brian Fahy

4 April 2022

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