May 3, 2013-- Some years ago Arab-American poet Naomi Shihab Nye wrapped a poem around an unexpected experience of both distress and kindness that she encountered at an airport in Albuquerque. She sent it off to exactly two friends, who passed it on to friends, who passed it on to friends. And in this way it circled the globe. Nye later remarked that this spontaneous series of people passing the poem on had resulted in far more people reading it than it would have, had it appeared in a magazine. Read her heart-warming poem here. (85764 reads)
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