I Am the Greeter
I flit from room to room greeting
Because it is what I like to do
I consider myself the daily greeter
It makes me happy
Some of them cringe
Hoping I am not going to take them away
From their frenzied planning
Which should have been done last week
I take note of their somber expressions
Their lack of enthusiasm
And I flit to a different room
Where there might be a happier coworker
Sometimes I find them
Sometimes I don’t
But I start every day being optimistic
That today is the day everyone is happy.
I know it is just a matter of the right day.
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