In the quiet whispers of the morning light,
Lies a tender touch, a sacred rite.
Respect, the gentle force unseen,
Weaves through hearts, where souls convene.

With every word, a bridge we build,
Honoring the space where dreams are filled.
A nod, a smile, a listening ear,
Shows the world that we hold dear.

In differences, we find strength anew,
Respecting paths both old and true.
For in each step, in every stride,
Resides a world where love abides.

So let us cherish, let us care,
For respect is the love we share.
In every gesture, kind and pure,
Lies the key to hearts that endure.