In the gentle touch of morning’s light,
Kindness whispers through the breeze,
A beacon in the darkest night,
Bringing solace and sweet ease.

A smile to lift a heavy heart,
A hand to hold in times of fear,
These simple acts, they play a part,
In making love and hope appear.

Through gestures small, yet deeply pure,
We mend the wounds that life bestows,
And in our hearts, we feel secure,
As kindness like a river flows.

So let us spread this sacred seed,
With every word and every deed,
For in this world so full of need,
It’s kindness that will truly lead.