Finite

Stretch your arm

Out

Now farther

And farther still

Still more

Go on

Just a bit more

There

That is the limit of your reach

Now take your smile

And set out on a cloudy day

Take with you just the clothes on your back

Make sure you’ll be able to find a way

Home in the end

Let’s take a walk while outside it’s still light

And everywhere we go, to each person in sight

Smile and greet with a little ‘hello’

‘Good day’

‘How are you?’

It’ll be quick

We’ll grab a bite to eat

Cross the street

Walk back the same way but from an opposite side

With the same smiles and tipping of hats

With simple, quiet, matter of fact

Expressions that are kind

In one day there are only twenty four hours

In each hour a limited number of minutes

In each minute the same number of seconds

Each second passes us just like that

Often without our realization of time

Passing us by

Going fast

In that day

Are you stretching your arms

As you lean back from a chair

Where all day you’ve sat?

Or are you stretching a smile

Genuine, ‘cross your face

As you take in a bit of that fresh winter air

On a snowy, but warming day?