the bell ringer

the man in the bright red
santa suit
ringing the bell
over a shiny black pot
swinging full
of change
might be a little insane.
his enthusiasm
and repetitive
phrase of have a nice
day is relentless.
from morning until
the store closes, he
is out there
greeting whoever
walks in or leaves.
you drop
a quarter into the pot
which makes him
ring the bell even harder.
he is as constant
as the northern star,
having found his
niche in life, which
is something
not everyone can say.