In moments quiet, where whispers tread,
Good manners bloom, where hearts are led.
With words of kindness, soft and sweet,
We make each day a noble feat.

A smile, a nod, a courteous glance,
In simple acts, we find our dance.
Respect and grace, in every tone,
A world of warmth, where love is sown.

Through doors held open, and gentle praise,
We weave the threads of better days.
In every hug, in every cheer,
Good manners shine, and hearts draw near.

So let us live with gentle hands,
And spread goodwill across the lands.
For in each act, both small and grand,
Good manners guide us, pure and planned.