A Cold Drink

by Glenn Currier

A meal of turkey and fixings
an afternoon of repairing her fence
making a shelf unit for their dining room
all these grand efforts
would feel good
and might get me noticed
but what about a smile to a stranger
a call to my cousin
putting away my old neighbor’s garbage can
smoothing my wife’s hair as I pass behind her easy chair
waving at the new guy on the block who doesn’t know me
bringing a cold drink to the yardman?

Going small
is better than nothing at all
when I’ve talked myself out of the big deed
due to time, tired, bruise or bleed.


Posted on 12/13/2018
Copyright © 2019 Glenn Currier

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/19/18 at 03:47 PM

It's the little things...good deeds that can often make the most difference, as you've so eloquently pointed out sir. (thumbs up!)

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