In the quiet of the morning light, a hand extends with grace,
A gift of love and kindness shown, to brighten someone’s face.
The gentle act of giving more, than words could ever say,
It fills the heart, it warms the soul, in a most profound display.

When shadows fall and nights grow cold, a beacon in the night,
A simple deed, a heartfelt touch, can turn the dark to bright.
The beauty in the act of care, a treasure to impart,
It leaves a mark, a legacy, within each grateful heart.

As rivers flow and seasons change, so too does kindness grow,
With every selfless offering, the seeds of hope we sow.
And in the garden of our lives, where peace and love take root,
The blooms of joy and gratitude, are nurtured by the truth.

So let us give with open hearts, and share our gifts so rare,
For in the act of giving, we find a love to share.
The world becomes a better place, with every helping hand,
A testament to humanity, united where we stand.