Strangers, who are they?
Just someone you have never met…
Are they different?
Are they queer?
Or just someone who isn’t dear? ...
Don’t be indifferent
Don’t be shy
Just because they
Don’t catch your eye…
Talk to them
They won’t bite
You might find that them,
You’ll like…
The Kindness of Strangers
For the best part,
Is when they give it from their Hearts…
I may be wrong
But, I recall...
That’s the nicest part of all…
So true, doesn't take much for a stranger to be a friend. Marilyn
I know the pain when in a new place, people treated me indifferently. A very good concept nicely depicted. thanks sathya naraya na
absolutely so...you said it right, Colin...in well presented lines...10
sometimes a stranger will listen more quickly than a family member. a friend is a treasure to have. nice poem
you are right..many people often share thoughts to someone they do not know, it is because we believe in every person's goodness and thus makes a nicer world..good poem.
I like the positive spin you put on your poems, it's refreshing to look at things in a more positive way, quite thought provoking and very well written. Keep up the good work :)
A swaying piece that one become lost whilst reading it, so tender poem.
I should really memorize your one verse, For what ever reason, I'm never the first one to make the first move into getting to know someone. Thanks for sharing.10++
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Well said Colin, good write, good sentiment. Shaun.