The Awkward Dance of Neighborly Hellos

By Saywisely

1 min read Jul 8, 2024
We see each other, lock our eyes,
A moment of profound surprise.
Too far to speak, too close to hide,
A silent, awkward, social tide.

Do I wave now? A little nod?
Or stare intently at the sod?
We pass in silence, strange and swift,
Another treasured, awkward gift.

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