make others smile
A smile is an approval gesture.
We walk around with our tender wounds,
and our violin quartet,
trying to ignite smiles from strangers —
especially beautiful ones,
We do kind things despite our pain.
We ding the bell and scrape the shoe
(and nobody has to know anything).
We see the doctor and show her our poor health.
She rips the sheet, scribbles her perpetual prescription:
“MAKE OTHERS SMILE” it says,
and we fold it and put it in our pocket.
“Will my insurance cover it,” we ask
(naive to all the new laws about healthcare and money-payments).
“Yes. You’re covered,” she says,
and smiles — and
you begin feeling better already.
(to fill your prescription, please follow me on twitter: @thatdankent )