The Sides

They wave or say good morning
Or they greet you with a smile,
The ones you pass each day or else
See just once in a while.

The doormen, mailmen, crossing guards,
The grocers and the clerks;
Construction crews with hard hats
Where a building’s in the works.

The nameless neighbors you might see
When out to exercise;
The waiters who know just the way
You like your well-done fries.

A friendly nod, a “Hey – nice day!’
To elevate your mood
Is just the boost you need to help
Improve your attitude.

If life’s a banquet, friends and kin
With entrees fill our plates.
They satisfy the hunger
That reality creates.

But what’s a meal without the tastes
Each other dish provides?
I thank all those who cross my path
And represent the sides.