Author: Barbara Goodhew
A kind word,
A nice compliment,
A friendly gesture,
An act of kindness.
All these things are mistaken,
Actually it's just common decency.
------- Author's Notes -------
This was inspired by Mark Spencers poem "Friendship"
Comments on this poem/writing:
|Terrie* (126.96.36.199) -- Sunday, June 25 2006, 11:39 pm|
a kind word shared is showin' respect for one , a heart never changes course, be it a friend or a foe, kindness is the key to ones own happy soul, it is the reflection of whom we really are our intentions have to realy have meanin' from the heart..every stranger that i pass , i give them a smile and share my innerselves greetin', every thing we say or do we do ,we do it for our creator. showin' consideration in polite gestures is one of them, great read Doll. in life, be it an aquaintance a neighbor we share "Basic Instruction Before Leavin' Earth" of Gods simple words to those that cross our path
|barb (188.8.131.52) -- Sunday, June 25 2006, 11:53 pm|
Your comment is nice I think I don't understand what you are saying, what I meant was I have given my seat up if its crowded in the coffee shop have boughten a coffee for one that didn't have enough. If asked for a smoke I give one. Then when I see them again they act like we have been friends forever, introducing me as a friend of theirs. I did what any one with a heart would of. I'm not a friend only a human.Don't make more out of it than it is. I know I get scared and feel pressured so I run.Not the thing to do,I know.
|Terrie* (184.108.40.206) -- Monday, June 26 2006, 06:42 pm|
'Aye Doll, no explanation needed on my behalf, i understood ya the 1st time, in our life our real friends know whom we are, as for the one's we meet per chance to fill a need, i totally understand what it feels like to share our friendly side w/someone by givin' them a smile they think that we want more, which in general my friends whom have known me for years know my ways this ,they know this of me, my smile is my personality it is me..i love people..so yes doll i understood, true some want more, i almost lost my life because of it..thank you.
|barb (220.127.116.11) -- Monday, June 26 2006, 09:41 pm|
Thanks Terrie you got it. lol
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