Joseph T. Renaldi
A Few Small Things - Poem by Joseph T. Renaldi
I placed a coin into the hand
Of a blind man who appreciated it much,
It was just a small token - but oh, the joy
That lay in its metallic touch.
I spoke a few kind words,
The words were merely a small thing,
And yet, they roused a weary heart
To hope for the reward life will bring.
I escorted an old lady across the busy street,
A small, but thoughtful thing to do.
Remembering her smile and thankful words
Ignited happiness in me the whole day through.
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