Tonight…

I miss people who come up to you and say hello
The friendliness of strangers
Who don’t seem so strange
Then again
The world has changed
Where evil lurks in every corner
Behind every smiling face is a want
Waiting for you to roll the dice
Instead of learning how to play nice
We dual
I miss the days where hello meant something
And
You could choose to be kind.
I miss that.
Angela K. Crandall
©4/24/16

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