Write about a random act of kindness you’ve done for someone.
A hug, a smile, a giving up
Flesh finding its kind in random touch
Not seen, not even felt perhaps
Except in that touching when
Flesh answers in the same kind.
And ‘we’ instead of ‘I’ flowers
Aloft above its lonely fragile stems of green.
‘When winter comes can spring be far behind’..
Love
Steve
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