In the quiet moments, respect takes flight,
A gentle whisper in the dark of night,
It binds us close, yet sets us free,
A silent promise, you and me.
Through stormy seas and skies so grey,
Respect remains, it doesn’t sway,
A guiding star, a beacon bright,
Leading us through the darkest night.
Itâs in the words we choose to speak,
The strength that lies within the meek,
A hand extended, a heart thatâs pure,
In every act, it does endure.
So let us walk this path with grace,
With respect lighting up our face,
For in its glow, we find our way,
To brighter dawns and clearer days.