After he handed me my glass
and I leaned down to thank him,
he took hold of my head
and softly whispered to me:
never, never say thank
you to me again
and I remembered that gifts
don't need a please and a gracias
it's the joy that you show
when the giving is done
that is plenty the gratitude shown.
In other cultures, it is not
mandated of children that they
speak proprieties on cue,
their expressions are fresh,
unrehearsed, the pleasure
of petals in a spring rain.
So, of course, I shall never again
thank him with socially-scripted stiff words
instead I will smile, squeeze his
hand, and disappear in the crowd.
copyright 2007 tammy melody gomez
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very nicely done
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