Life rarely gives us presents,
Or gift baskets,
Not without due cost,
It prefers to take and chastise,
Providing only buckets of sand,
The world is a cruel enough place,
Let’s not make it worse,
Let’s lighten the weight instead,
So leave a hamper of happiness yourself,
A little verbal picnic,
A kind word on a cracker,
A compliment sandwich with ham and lettuce,
It need not be lavish,
Compassion need not be gaudy champagne,
To any soul you come across,
A pleasant hamper may be everything.

Oh yes indeed…’a verbal picnic…word on an cracker…compliment sandwich.” You nailed it. π Bravo. Beautifully penned.
Thank you my friend. People need to be nicer to one another. Myself included I daresay.
Thr Oldschool Harlequin
And I as well my friend. Thank you for the excellent poetic reminder π