my new year's goal
is to always smile at children
that I see on the street
the bus
the corner cafe
no matter their disposition
whether jolly or grumpy
or downright mad
and especially the ones
who peer out at me
with scorn
with distrust
and especially
especially
those next to a big person,
who's countenance reflects the same.
And maybe just maybe,
the child will remember,
a smiling face.
© 28 February 2006 Borders cafe, Portland,OR 10: 10am_
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