On a bus to George
I saw a man.
He looked sad.
Angry
And traumatized
I stared at him.
I kept staring at him.
until he noticed that
I've been staring at him.
He looked at me.
with his sad face.
I looked aside.
His face scared me.
I looked back and forth.
No one noticed that I was smiling.
We were both staring at each other.
I smiled at him.
He tried to ignore me.
I kept smiling each time our eyes met.
He smiled back at me.
We both smiled at each other.
His angry face loosened up.
He shifted closer.
He sat next to me.
The bus was not full.
"Hello"
he said
"Hi"
I replied with a smile.
He kept quiet.
I kept quiet, too.
"Where are you going?"
He asked
"George"
I replied
"me too"
He replied.
Our friendship began.
We became friends.
I realized that my smile
made a difference
Someone became happy.
My smile gave him hope.
After anger
He smiled again.
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Gloria Penelope
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Comments (5)
This is so beautiful! Thank you for the wonderful reminder to always smile. It could be the only thing that someone needs. 🙏
This was so heartwarming! Loved your poem!
Finally there were ok! So I am too happy!
Oh, good for you for helping him and bringing him a bit of joy! Smiles are great!! Like your poem.
The price of a smile...