If I asked for a drink would you give it to me?

How about food would you share it?

A smile or a laugh is that something you give?

Has that as much value as a tangible gift?

How bout a hug for a weary soul

Or some rest for the worn and torn of this world.

Do you know what I need if I do not ask?

It might look like one thing, yet I wear a mask,

That thing, sometimes may be hidden from you

Right in plain sight, yet not understood

Closed mouths don’t get fed, unless they ask.