In the quiet whisper of a morning breeze,
Lies the gentle touch of kindness unseen,
Like the soft murmur of rustling leaves,
Compassion flows where hearts convene.

A smile shared on a lonely street,
Becomes a light in the darkest night,
With every act, a world more sweet,
As kindness turns wrongs to right.

The warmth of a hand in times of need,
A balm for souls worn and weary,
A gentle voice, a selfless deed,
Makes heavy hearts feel less dreary.

In every heart, a seed is sown,
Where kindness blooms in radiant hues,
Through compassion, love is known,
In every act, a life renewed.