Just Think of It

I only ride the subway

To a doctor or a show.

When teaching, that was not the way

To work I used to go.

 

Today, though, in the morning rush

I had to take a train

And I expected all the usuals

That make the trip a pain –

 

Delays and crowds and people whom

You wouldn’t want to meet

And cars so packed that naturally,

You’d never get a seat.

 

Instead, there was a transit worker

In a neon vest

Who smiled and shouted, “Welcome, people!”

Like she was possessed.

 

She clapped her hands and greeted all

With such a joyous mien

That commuters sported grins

Where mostly scowls are likely seen.

 

Just think of it – one person can

Spread happiness around

With just an upbeat attitude,

A lesson quite profound.