I see goodness in this world in a song sung from the heart or a slow dance with that special someone. I see people in deep pain put on a happy face when, truth be told, they are suffering; I see arms opened wide to comfort in times of loss. I see a world that grew up too fast when we wish we could relive our youth riding hands-free down a hill or skating on thin ice without fear. I do see goodness in many people who only ever asked for a small piece of happiness every night they said their prayers. I see parents guiding children, steering them from wrong to right, and grandparents' love giving hugs for no reason.
I see this world inside my head, and in my heart, a happy place where smiles outnumber frowns and only tears of joy roll down my face. I want to touch outstretched hands in a sign of peace and blow kisses to the children who will blow one back. I see a chorus of voices heard as one, and the heart is the composer. I see hope when it seems lost, and love can never be forgotten. I see the twinkle in children's eyes and the history in the elders. I do see the goodness in people, even those who choose to hide it.
Mike 2026
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