In the quiet whispers of a gentle breeze,
Lies a gift unseen, a heart at ease.
Where hands extend beyond their own,
A bridge of kindness softly sewn.

In the dance of light and shadow’s play,
The giver’s spirit finds its way.
Not in the gold or silver’s gleam,
But in the warmth of a shared dream.

Through eyes that see beyond the veil,
A soul finds strength where others fail.
In giving, we discover more,
A hidden world to explore.

So let us give with open hearts,
And watch as every life imparts.
The simple act of giving birth,
To endless joy upon this earth.