I saw a man walking, <br />Down the street he went, <br />With his back almost in sight, <br />With an arm raised and slightly bent, <br /> <br />As I got closer and passed him by, <br />I noticed looking back and to the rear, <br />He was waving to me with his hand to the sky, <br />what a neighborly gentleman, he did appear, <br /> <br />I thought to myself, As I continued by <br />What a nice world it could be, <br />If everyone would share, <br />A little wave to all, not just to me, <br /> <br />A friendly gesture, <br />We seem to ignore, <br />Or another reason, <br />We just want to deplore. <br /> <br />Life’s to short, don’t let it pass by <br />So go out and pass, that friendly wave, <br />You may never know, with that little hand, <br />The life you touch, and the joy it may pave.<br /><br />B.J. Ayers<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/man-walking-a-friendly-wave/
