“May I help you?”
“Thank
you.” “Please.”
“Beg
your pardon.”
“Yes,
I agree.”
A
cheerful “Bless you” when I sneeze.
Courtesy
is made of these.
“After
you. Please, go ahead.”
“Won’t
you sit and break some bread?”
Can’t
read what’s inside your head, so
Some
things better left unsaid.
Fair
to you is fair to me,
The
boon of reciprocity,
The
bedrock of civility,
The
heather’s breath upon the breeze.
Every
heart craves sympathy
With
soft indulgent chivalry,
The
precursor to comity and
Laughable
affability.
So,
grace be kind and courteous
Replete
with geniality,
And
life be kind to bear in mind
That
this is how it’s meant to be.
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