It would seem that the day never ends
They always keep going and coming with different trends
Some stays the same
While some gives to night
And a day that is game
To the honking and loud noises of a traffic sight
But this is one thing I’ll keep in mind
Is when I see someone looking a bit down,
I’ll extend my hand
Even though they may have had a rough landing
I’ll always remember to smile
Though they may have gone a mile
I’ll always smile and remember to be kind
Because who knows, just that one gesture may turn the tide
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