Wine – KensView

Safety Net

When some people talk about safety
They bring up personal accountability
Or speak when only theirs is in doubt.
This makes me remember
The time I lived on Maxwell
Hungry as I quested for work.
A scrounger with discernment
I feasted on the curb with my buddies
On cold chicken wings and some stale Ripple.

Bread, Salt, and Wine

There’s an old Polish wedding tradition
The parents perform at the reception.
They greet the bride and the groom
With rye bread as they enter the room
The bread is sprinkled with salt.
And with wine they also exalt.
With bread, they hope their children
Will never hunger or be barren.
With salt, they remind the couple
That life may at times bring trouble.
With wine, they wish for them years
Full of good health and many cheers.
They then embrace the twosome
To affirm their familial welcome.