282: Unwritten Agreement
We have this unwritten agreement,
us members of humanity.Â
When the toddler at the coffee shop runs around the corner,
when her mom, at the register, looks up in panic,
we, the adults in the room, will pledgeÂ
with silent head nods and quick smilesÂ
to keep watch.Â
We will lean out of our seats.
We will put down our phones.Â
We will stand at the readyÂ
to scoop up,
to offer words of comfort,
to make silly faces,
to keep an eye on the door.Â
And we will do this,Â
because we cannot ignore the instinct to care.Â
We will do this,Â
because we cannot ignore the child right in front of us.Â
When did that stop applying to the children far away?Â
Written by Sarah A. Speed // Writing the Good
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