It was a momentary thing
A Safeway thing
Head down
Roaring through the aisles
List in hand
Things to do
Places to go
And then a child
Following her mother
Serious and intent
Just like me
But in a moment
Her head raised
Her eyes caught mine
And she smiled
A tentative little smile
Offered freely
A tiny hint of empathy
In a day sorely lacking
Big gifts
Come
In small packages
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