In the quiet corners of the mind,
Where shadows often play and hide,
A beacon shines, gentle and kind,
Guiding hearts with truth as their guide.

Virtue stands, unwavering and true,
Through tempests fierce and skies of blue,
A whisper in the chaos, clear and bright,
Leading souls from wrong to right.

In moments dark, when hope seems lost,
It lights the way, no matter the cost,
A steadfast friend, through joy and sorrow,
Promising a brighter tomorrow.

So cherish virtue, hold it near,
In every smile, in every tear,
For in its grace, we find our way,
To live with honor, every day.