Don’t be Stingy with Your Love

Scoop it by handfuls and fling it as far as you can
Letting it shower over everyone and everything.

Collect it in buckets and ladle it in the cups 
Of all who are bone dry and withered.

Carry it in your purse and sneak it in the pockets
Of all who pass with nothing but empty lining.

Scatter it in your garden for birds to carry away to 
All who have no inside place to rest.

Sift it in breakfast biscuits and stir it in supper soup 
To fill the bellies of all who sit at your table.

Smear it like salve in the hands and feet 
Of all who are life-toughened and cracked.

Write it in lyrics and serenade 
All who can’t make their own melody.

Chop it in kindling and light it ablaze for
All who shiver and yearn for warmth.

Plant it like seeds for next season’s harvest to sustain
All who need strength when you are no longer here.

Don’t be stingy with your love
Be oh, so, very generous
Give it until it’s all gone
Because it never really is…you can always make more.