I remember years ago <br />when courtesy was quite normal <br />amongst most people. <br />Giving up your seat on a bus <br />to someone elderly or a mum to be. <br />Opening the door for a woman <br />or someone struggling with something. <br />Being polite to everyone, you met. <br />Courtesy and respect <br />then used to hold each other’s hand, <br />but not anymore, I am afraid. <br />They have almost vanished <br />through the passing of time. <br />Some youngsters swear at you <br />instead of saying thank you <br />when you offer to help them out a bit. <br />The helping hands are hardly ever there <br />when you need one occasionally. <br />Instead, they just ignore you <br />and pass on their way. <br />I hope someone soon will think <br />of having a courtesy day. <br />A day when the whole world <br />can back on track <br />with giving a little courtesy every day. <br /> <br />27 April 2009<br /><br />David Harris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/courtesy-3/
