to see strangers
a trip to the park ends with a
It begins with a coy hello
and before you know it
you are running around together
enjoying the simple pleasures
of slides and swings.
Uninhibited laughter rings free.
If only we never lost those values
how sweet life would be.
Strangers. Friends. Hello. Simple. is a short poem by English poet, Ms Moem about what we can learn from the way children see the world. The difference between a stranger and a friend is whether or not you have said hello.