when no one has time to smile at me for a while,
I roam around the garden to befriend colorful blooms,
so fresh as young child that not yet felt pain,
sway here and there on witnessing my arrival,
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The heartless world, not having time for a smile. The good news I think is that we can create another contagious wave, not of a disease but a contagious wave of smiles, a contagious wave of loving eye contacts, a contagious wave of random acts of kindness.