why not?
Nothing can make our life, or the lives of other people,
more beautiful than perpetual kindness—Leo Tolstoy

why not be kind?
gentle words,
the lightest touch,
wisdom shared
on a distressing day,
a smile for a passerby
or the mother of
a screaming child—
the simple acts
some call cliché

what can warrant
meanness?
how does that ever help?
broken on their path,
the hurtful ones
are hurting

move closer
make kind words
commonplace—
dust them
sprinkles of grace
soft as spring rain

2023 ©Amrita Skye Blaine
I’m writing a poem a day. These are drafts—not final versions.