To give is to weave a thread of light, In the tapestry of another’s night. A gesture small, a token…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s early light, A hand extends, unbidden, pure and bright, A smile, a touch, a…
In the quiet hush of morning’s light, A hand extends, a spark ignites, Beneath the veil of silent skies, Generosity…
In the quiet of the morning light, When the world is still and new, There lies a gift, unseen, untouched,…
In the act of giving, hearts find their light, A simple gesture brightens the darkest night. A smile, a hand,…
In the stillness of a quiet night, Beneath the stars’ eternal light, A gesture kind, a heart so wide, Spreads…
In the quiet of the morning light, a hand extends with grace, A gift of love and kindness shown, to…
In the quiet dawn of morning light, A hand reaches out to give, to share, With no expectation of return…
In the quiet moments of the dawn, When the world is still asleep, A gentle gift is given, A promise…
In the quiet moments, when the world is still, A hand reaches out, with intent to fill, The void left…