Passersby
You see them each and every day
Some going home, just on there way
You think one day you’ll stop and say
Hello,
but you just don’t.
So, on they go, again, so surely by
Though you may have given them the eye
You want to stop and just say
Hi
But today again you won’t.
Why is it that we scurry on our way,
Never stopping to give the time of day?
It wouldn’t hurt to surely say
Good day
To one going by
So, next time you are rambling about
Open your mouth and let it come out
Maybe you can even shout
Hello
To the passersby.
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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