Tag Archives: greeting

The Lost Art of Salutation

13 Feb

The Lost Art of Salutation

When my dad was a child
In a long ago age
People were not
So shy to engage

Or lazy or fearful
Or surly or rude
To not give a greeting
Was thought of as crude

My father was taught
When he entered a room
To take notice of all
And let his voice boom

“Hello everyone!
Good to see you once more!
And to those I don’t know
I’m pleased to make your

Acquaintance today”
And tell them his name
He’d stick out his hand
And they’d do the same

The ancient handshake
A sign of respect
The best way for two
Strangers to connect

But something got lost
As years did pass by
Hands stopped extending
And few would say “Hi”

It became commonplace
To walk in a joint
And sit down without
Making a point

To say who you are
And to greet the ones there
Many would just
Be unaware

When you start with indifference
Right off the bat
Is it surprising
Most friendships fall flat?

My father taught me
To stick out my paw
But sometimes it’s met
With a smirk and guffaw

Sometimes I’m given
A look of confusion
They might even check
My head for contusion

“What the hell’s that?”
Is the look on their face
As they take the hand
With an awkward embrace

There’s nothing wrong with
A womanly shake
Unless you’re a man
And afraid you might break

A nail or a bone
Or pick up a germ
But I was taught that
The grip should be firm

It’s the warrior’s way
What my dad taught me
And his dad before him
And on down the tree

So though it’s archaic
An ancient lost art
I have no problem
In standing apart

By following what
My father instilled
Whether your mood
Is glowing or chilled

I’ll stick out my hand
And tell you “Hello”
Because I believe
It’s the best way to show

That I’m happy to meet you
And want to construe
That salutation’s
The best way to debut

                           ~Miro

Too Busy for “How Are You?”

12 Oct

Too Busy for “How Are You?”

Here’s a little tidbit that
I’ve noticed through my day
Many never seem to have
The time to smile and say:

“How are you today?” because
They’re much too occupied
Too busy too ask and hoping
That it is implied

Folks that ring you through when you are
Purchasing your merch
People who are in a rush
To get home after church

People that you know who you
Bump into on the street
Rarely does it make its way
Into a text or tweet

I like to take control and stop
The much too busy flow
By asking “How are you today?”
And making sure they know

Regardless of how busy that
They think their day may be
Everyone can spare a moment
We can all agree

If we think we’re too busy
To talk for one minute
Then selfishness for our own cause
Is all that we transmit

Regardless of how packed my day
I’ll always take the time
To ask a friend or stranger how
They are and let them chime

I’ve seen so many faces
Starting out so drab
Light up from just one minute
Of taking time to gab

Next time you’re at the market
Or coffee shop or store
Take a close look at the teller
And if their job does bore

When they ring you through and ask
“How would you like to pay?”
Regardless of how long the line
Take a moment to say

“How’s it going?” “How are you?”
Or “How has your day been?”
Make an effort to break up
Their boring old routine

Compliment them, make a joke
Try hard to make them smile
‘Cause you will probably be the
Only one in the isle

Who won’t be too busy to take
A moment to ask them
A fleeting chat for you may be
For that person a gem

Same goes for the rest of your
So busy jam-packed day
Never be so rushed that you
Don’t have time to display

A moment of respect and caring
For those that you pass
On your journey, always show
Some patience and some class

                             Miro

The Lost Art of Salutation

17 Jun

The Lost Art of Salutation

When my dad was a child
In a long ago age
People were not
So shy to engage

Or lazy or fearful
Or surly or rude
To not give a greeting
Was thought of as crude

My father was taught
When he entered a room
To take notice of all
And let his voice boom

“Hello everyone!
Good to see you once more!
And to those I don’t know
I’m pleased to make your

Acquaintance today”
And tell them his name
He’d stick out his hand
And they’d do the same

The ancient handshake
A sign of respect
The best way for two
Strangers to connect

But something got lost
As years did pass by
Hands stopped extending
And few would say “Hi”

It became commonplace
To walk in a joint
And sit down without
Making a point

To say who you are
And to greet the ones there
Many would just
Be unaware

When you start with indifference
Right off the bat
Is it surprising
Most friendships fall flat?

My father taught me
To stick out my paw
But sometimes it’s met
With a smirk and guffaw

Sometimes I’m given
A look of confusion
They might even check
My head for contusion

“What the hell’s that?”
Is the look on their face
As they take the hand
With an awkward embrace

There’s nothing wrong with
A womanly shake
Unless you’re a man
And afraid you might break

A nail or a bone
Or pick up a germ
But I was taught that
The grip should be firm

It’s the warrior’s way
What my dad taught me
And his dad before him
And on down the tree

So though it’s archaic
An ancient lost art
I have no problem
In standing apart

By following what
My father instilled
Whether your mood
Is glowing or chilled

I’ll stick out my hand
And tell you “Hello”
Because I believe
It’s the best way to show

That I’m happy to meet you
And want to construe
That salutation’s
The best way to debut

                           Miro