One of my favorite acts of kindness is to purchase happy meals for the homeless. Providing some nourishment and catching the smile is priceless. If there’s a problem, it’s that I don’t act on it enough.

I saw a shirtless boy with a bag of donuts
Watching the sun come up
As I passed him by between his next mouthful
He smiled and asked wassup?
I could see on his face the innocence behind his tired eyes
I could hear in his voice the embarrassment beneath the worn out lies
What I do, what I do
What I do, what I do
What I do, what I do
What I do, what I do is immeasurable
~ E.M.