Hard Wired For Kindness
I Have Proof
It must be true
Every day I look around and see the world
Through a very special lens
I want to help
I think of all the possibilities
I ask myself the same question
Over and over
Silently in my head
What can I do ?
Ideas come to me
They start out slow
Like little bursts of energy
Impulses and urges
What would make that person happy?
If it is an elderly person
A child with their parents
I see a situation
Then I wonder how to make that moment even better
Inspiration strikes
Thoughts pop in and out of my head instantly
I find nothing more important
Than making a smile
Looking for a laugh
Helping by some kind act
Years ago my mother and father did the same thing
I have seen my mother give a dollar to a child helping their mother
While she was food shopping
She would say...
This is for being a good girl
Put it in the bank
Save if up for something special
Maybe buy an ice cream
Both the child and the parent would light up
Beeming with pride
My father would give someone a break
He would do something very few would do
Help pay for their food
If someone was down on their luck
Give them a break they deserved
They never forgot where they came from
They know how hard it is to earn money
Raising four boys wasn't always easy
What a nice gesture
My mom noticed someone doing the right thing
Then she acted
I have heard quite often
We end up like our parents
Feeling good inside and out
I love how quickly happiness can spread
Hooked on a feeling
Helping someone special
A person that I didn't know before today
Has changed me in some small way
Making life a little more beautiful
Much more fulfilling
Than the sweetiest jelly donut
Over filled and dripping
The one you lick your fingers
When know one is looking
Making sure you don't miss one drop
Randomly giving
The smallest and simliest gesture
Like a secret Santa
But only better
You don't have to wait to Christmas
It is any place or anytime
Someone else can be appreciated
There are so many levels
Like a gamer
Instead of spending hours upon hours
Waiting and working hard to move up and advance
This is real life
The exact moment may never come again
It is now or never
There are so many ways
Holding the door
Giving someone your parking spot
Even though you were their first
Staying later at the end of a party
When everyone is leaving
You stay and help clean up
Many times this is done quietly
I don't know if this is a rational or irrational decision
Nobody else will notice
You know you did the right thing
You can feel the real sensation
A beautiful tingling inside your heart
Comments
AUTHORAnn Carr I was in the kitchen reading your comment on Hubpages on our laptop and my wife in the next room watching t.v., she called out and said is this too loud babe? I said it's fine. She had me in mind and I have her on my mind even if we are together but still doing different things. She knows I was reading and trying to write. We live in a small home and it is easy to do different things but it is harder not to bother each other. My life likes her t.v. programs (Guys family cooking and Property Brothers.) I try to spend most of my time writing and reading. I will watch t.v. with her but then nothing gets done. Thank you for taking the time to read my poem and sharing a lovely response. Have a wonderful night.
This is lovely and I know what you mean. Doing a random act of kindness creates such wonderful responses, in others and within ourselves. We learn by example. I have grandchildren who are loving and giving because they see that their parents are like that. They enjoy giving and seeing the effect and so do I.
Behaviour and emotions are certainly handed down to us from parents or other family members and we choose to use them or not - as you say, an opportunity can so easily be missed.
Great sentiments, well expressed.
Ann
PS: Love your snowball analogy in your reply to Dora!
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Dora Weithers I know no matter how my day may turn out I have already done something nice. I often like to think of my life as a snowball rolling down a hill. The more I move the bigger I get. Each time I get larger and larger. The small white ball I started with is soon two times the size and twice as bright. Sometimes I break in two automatically so another snowball can start their own path. No extra effort on my part. It just happens from me doing what I love to do. As I put forth the more positive effort I get a more beautiful result. Then as each snowball travels in their own direction they also break up and send multiple snowballs every which way. At any time we can see progress and goodness develop. Other snowballs can roll faster or slower. Each at their own pace. Now the weather will change and some snowballs will melt. It is o.k. It is the cycle of life. We know we can keep making more and the more we have the bigger they are the greater chance we have for success. These crazy thoughts dance in my head all the time. It is not something I read or can find. It is just a great feeling of satisfaction. Like walking on a windy day. The breeze just cools you off and makes you feel wonderful. It is nothing that you did directly. Just at the right place at the right time. Thank you for reading and sharing your thoughts. May a cool breeze refresh your body and mind while the beautiful weather encourages you to do more than before. Have a great morning.
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Lorna Lamon Often we hear about the bad in the world. I believe if we focus on that alone we feel sad, unhappy, unsafe, afraid and the list is endless. If we focus on the good people and good things we can have a much greater effect on other people and their children for generations to come. We can't solve all the worlds problems. What we can do is create a greater good that is more able to focus and deal with any problem that does exist. We are also setting a good example for others to follow. Everyone can do their own twist on helping and sharing. The possibilities are infinite. The world could be such a better place if we all made small changes to make it better. It is not going to happen overnight. Thank you for reading and being the first to comment.I hope your day is filled with laughter and joy.
Your parents were excellent examples of kindness. The satisfaction comes from doing what God lays on your heart to do. Great thought for the day or week.
I think our characters are formed depending on the upbringing we have. I think the kindness of your parents has affected how you are and that can only be a good thing. Your poem is inspirational.
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