No Harm Done

D David Harris David Harris
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Whenever I sit on a park bench, someone will sit down beside me thinking I look like someone they know. They speak to me as if I'm an old friend. When they realize their mistake they want to apologize, but I smile and quietly say. "No harm done." As they begin to leave. It always happens when I'm alone and some think that I mind, when in fact I do not mind at all. Most just, feel they need to talk whether it is a stranger or friend and I must have a kindly face that attracts them all the time and I do not mind that at all. My motto is very simple. I might feel like them one day and I hope someone will listen when I have something to say. I never turn my back on whom ever it may be, whatever race or creed they might be as we are all just human beings. One day I hope the world will see things through my eyes. Then we will at last see the peace between all my fellow citizens of this planet that all of us call our home. That is why whenever someone speaks to me there is never any harm done. 2 September 2012

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