A group of writers were asked what we can do to scatter more kindness this year. One responded with poetry.
Empathy takes little heart;
Coins in cups to pay your part,
Scattering, like chicken feed
To fellow human beings in need.
– Or so I was told, at corruptible age,
By one who I always considered quite sage.
Now I know kindness is not coins in cups;
It’s the laughter that cures the ill of hiccups.
It’s a sharing of honest reflections and ken.
It’s the nod which passes between two worthy men.
It’s the dog that comes sniffing at trembling hands.
-All those big little things humankind understands.