Kindness
So we all talk.
And it’s all a little less dreary.
It’s as if they’re smiling more.
It’s as if they’re smiling at me.
And even starting to care.
Asking if I’m doing ok.
Asking where I went last night, as if I remember.
Asking why I’m doing weird little things.
My family and friends, they are now compassionate towards me.
We all have each other now.
I am a part of the circle of each otherness.
It’s like- everyone I ever knew,
Is new to me.
Copyright © Angelica Tao | Year Posted 2023
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