Just Think of It

I only ride the subway To a doctor or a show. When teaching, that was not the way To work I used to go. Today, though, in the morning rush I had to take a train And I expected all the usuals That make the trip a pain – Delays and crowds and people whom You wouldn’t want to meet And cars so packed that naturally, You’d never get a seat. Instead, there was a transit worker In a neon vest Who smiled and shouted, “Welcome, people!” Like she was possessed. She clapped her hands and greeted all With such a joyous mien That commuters sported grins Where mostly scowls are likely seen. Just think of it – one person can Spread happiness around With just an upbeat attitude, A lesson quite profound.