With someone you could be talking
Or maybe even a little bit mocking,
To that someone who is trying their very best
To hold it together, or even maybe begin a new quest.
You might not know what they are going through
You might not know that they are sad and blue,
But, complaining is not ever their style
So, they just smile.
Maybe because of a lost hope they are falling
And for help they are silently calling,
Maybe God had put them in your path
So, they could hear hope and kindness, not fear and wrath.
They might wear the clothes that you wear
But, you can't see their cuts, bruises or tear,
They might even wear the same colored style of shoes
But, who knows their steps or blisters or blues.
Who knows, but maybe they are falling apart
So, please talk to them with your heart,
Whatever that you might think or do or say
Please, give them a little kindness today.
Randy L. McClave
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