The little acts of kindness 

That permeate through expectation

Like a locked door

Separating me and my pink suitcase

A kind man spots my quiet dread

Through the transparent door

Recognizes, verifies, and rolls out

My silly pink luggage for me

Me and her ready 

to venture through London

To all the strangers

And their little kind acts

May I speak on the behalf of all

And offer my thank you, thank you, thank you’s!

~Sammicakes