Lent 2026
I give a little, it means nothing
I give a little, it means nothing.
You give nothing, it means a little.
I give you a little, yet you smile—
How can someone with nothing
Afford to give even a smile?
I give not even my memory,
Like "rich garners of full ripened grain,"¹
Proves a burden I am proud to bear.
"But it is likely to spoil."
Yes, it is likely to spoil.
So must we give what we do waste,
Our crumbs, our time; relent prejudice.
For there is only One Gift, with one condition:
Only by giving do we receive.²
So, give, just a little; even a smile is free.
¹ John Keats, "When I Have Fears That I May Cease to Be."
² Saint Francis's Prayer