Although I know I have fattened you
with too many treats
and way too much love...
it is what I do best

I can not look into the eyes of anyone
Or anything,
that appears hungry
for the food of friendship
and the welcoming warmth
of belonging...

Long after your appetite is satisfied,
I, too, will be satisfied
knowing you trusted in me enough
To stay and share, for a minute, a meal

Reciprocating with just a half wink,
that I will accept as your thank you...
Glad that we are fully fed
On our calm and common companionship,
Tomorrow, I will offer up yet another plate
of kindness, for that,
which you
bring me

Susan Lacovara

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/fattened-by-the-hand-that-feeds-you/