You know how you do something for someone
And you think it’s a thing,
You’re doing for that someone else.
A kind thing.
A good thing.
That makes that someone else feel good.
And then it turns out
That that thing
Turns out to be a thing
That stops you in your tracks
When that someone else says to you
Out of the blue
As you’re saying goodbye
Without knowing it’s something you say to others
Every day
“You’re my favorite”
Your eyes grow wide
In wonder
Amazement.
Turnabout.
And that thing you meant to do
For another
Is done for you
Instead.