In the quiet whispers of the morning light,Where dew-kissed leaves begin to dance,There lies a kindness, soft and bright,A gentle touch, a tender glance.The world spins on its hurried way,But kindness walks a slower pace,In every gesture, every day,Bringing warmth and tender grace.Compassion blooms in hearts that care,In acts of love, both small and grand,A shared smile, a moment spare,A helping heart, an open hand.Oh, the echoes of kindness never fade,They linger in the soul’s embrace,A symphony of care displayed,Weaving love through time and space.