As the hours crept into the early morning
and the darkness turned into frost
I began to ponder the possibility
that I could very well be lost
In a foreign land I found myself
not a clue as to what I should do
not much money in my pocket
not many miles left in my shoes
I let the fear take over my body
I let the tears fill my eyes
wasn't long before I sat my American *** down
and then began to cry
No hope left in my heart
no reason to stay calm
all I wanted was to go home
and **** I missed my mom!
all of a sudden my pity party was disturbed
by a gentle hand on my back
there stood a middle-aged Japanese woman
and kindness she did not lack
with what little English I imagine she knew
the woman began to talk
she asked me if I needed help
then took my hand and began to walk
the woman took me to a map
explained where I must go
she handed over a train ticket
with a smile that made her glow
stunned by this stranger's kindness
perplexed by her reasons why
I boarded the train and watched
as the woman waved me goodbye
"wait!" I found myself yelling
as the train began to roar
"how can I ever thank you?"
I yelled with my head out the door
The woman titled her head and smiled
much like mothers do
she said "I have a daughter
who very much reminds me of you"
with that the train sped up
the woman was soon gone from sight
never would I seed her again
and never would I forget that night
it has now been five years
living, I have done a lot
I have been to many places since
but that woman I have not forgot
A stranger in passing, maybe so
  I doubt she would recognize me today
but she is engraved into my heart
and forever there she will stay
You see a stranger's kindness is warm and familiar
it takes a person home
perhaps that is why yesterday in the airport
I decided to create some of my own
There stood an Indian woman
a crying baby in her arms
holding a giant map with one hand
looking exhausted and alarmed
People rushed by one by one
not stopping at any cost
it was then that I walked up to her and asked
  "Ma'am are you lost?"