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.