A Smile or a Nod
All I know are faces
With acknowledgements and smiles.
I do not know their occupations,
Hobbies, likes or styles.
With few exceptions, even names
Are mysteries to me,
As well as where they live or hints
Of personality.
I’m talking of my morning “friends,”
To whom I say hello –
The doormen and the other walkers
I don’t really know.
They add a bit of sunshine
To the start of many days,
Without the complications
Some relationships might raise.
A smile, a nod, a simple wave –
Enough to thus connect.
Any more might be a disappointment;
That’s what I’d expect.
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