Teaching Kindness

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She was a sacred, gifted-hands of sorts 

smuggling her own kindness, into unwanted things 
she herself understood, a crippled kind of loneliness

understood gigantic forced place-mats by the door, 
 wheelchair-accessible ramps

the back door, off the side rails

disabled stalls in corner sized restrooms


she holds doors for the walking,
 they say- excuse me, nod a bit of thank you

with no legs of her own…

studies have shown 91 % of all teens believe kindness is dead – rather died long-ago 
she lives to teach them kindness without legs, 

of her own. 
kindness sis Krissy

18 thoughts on “Teaching Kindness”

  8. Ellie Thompson

    This is beautiful, Krissy. But, how sad that so many teens think that kindness is dead. I could really relate to this piece as I am a wheelchair user myself and am unable to walk. It doesn’t bother me but I have encountered many of the things your poem speaks of. I think kindness is essential for life and am thankful for the kindnesses done to me. I also consider myself very lucky to feel nothing but kindness for others, no matter who they are. Thank you for sharing this.

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    1. apoet'svisionKrissy Post author

      You are truly a beautiful soul flowing pure light. What a gift then you give to us, to share this with me. In this moment truly you are oh so right “this Kindness is essential for life!” much love I feel reading these words and, so I return that kindness -simply saying truly I thank you 💜💜💜💜💜💙💙💙💙💙😊🌹

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