Kindness by Naomi Shihab Nye

The middle of December seems like the perfect time to get reconnected with those things that matter most in life. Remembering them, all other things fall into their natural order again.

This poem by Naomi Shihab Nye, when properly savored, might be just the thing to help with that sorting.

(Be sure to scroll through to the end of the poem; there’s more than initially appears. A green horizontal line signals the end.)

From Words Under the Words: Selected Poems. Copyright © 1995 by Naomi Shihab Nye.

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