Can’t get enough I love yous,
sincerely delivered from ones
we adore, especially from
children or spouses,
dear friends, or the paw
and maybe a lick from
a favorite four-footed one.

Thanks is always nice, too,
and an I’m sorry from one
who had a thoughtless moment
does wonders.

But mostly we need to hear,
I mean you no harm, regardless
of where we hail from or our
skin color. We need to hear,
you’re safe, you can continue
to do your job, earn what you
need to support your family,
not feel threatened in any way
for simply being who you are
or whom you love.

We need kindness, not
threats. We need to be held
in light and with compassion,
as I hold you, wishing you well—
truly, I do, fellow human, you
traveling this path next to me.

Nice to meet you.
Let me give you a hand
along with a smile, maybe
sit for a bit. Tell me about you,
and I promise to listen with
a wide-open heart.