To the editor:
Everything said serves the purpose of good.
It comes naturally and the outcome of the next day means nothing.
The sun shines without expiration, life becomes more than a declaration.
Separation, non-existent. Pleasing a stranger, no longer strange.
The path less taken is smiled upon, respect once again found in a handshake.
Love, once again felt in a hug. Even the rich appreciate an old VW bug.
The smallest of people are looked up to and the tall lend a hand,