In the hush of dawn’s first light,
Where shadows fade and dreams take flight,
A gentle whisper, soft and kind,
Awakens hope within the mind.
Through the paths of life we tread,
A smile can lift a heart that’s bled,
A touch can heal, a word can mend,
The broken spirits we befriend.
Like ripples in a quiet stream,
Kindness spreads in gentle gleam,
It reaches far, yet leaves no trace,
But in our hearts, it finds its place.
So let us sow these seeds so fine,
In every heart, in yours and mine,
For in the end, itâs love we find,
In every act of being kind.