The Kindness of a Stranger

Sitting on the bus with a thirst. My little girl asking me for a drink, yet I have nothing to give. A kind stranger over hears. An old lady with silvery grey hair. She taps my daughter on the shoulder with a bottle of spring water. It is a lesson learned, giving from the heart. Sometimes you do not need to look far. The human touch can still spill from the heart with love, meaning so much. My faith has increased from that encounter, that minute in the hour. With an old silvery grey haired lady on the bus.