Sweet lure in the air,
Gentle touch wins eager wings,
Kindness draws them close.
_As wings are drawn, hands extend_
Warm hands reaching out,
Broken hearts begin to mend,
Kindness heals the soul.
_A tender warmth spreads outward_
A ripple of warmth,
Softly spreads through endless streams,
Kindness lights the way.
_And in the light, words fall softly_
Gentle words cascade,
Soft rain on a thirsty field,
Kindness breathes new life.
_Life finds bridges in open hands_
A hand softly held,
Bridges built in quiet care,
Kindness mends the world.
_Under a mended sky, stars glow_
Stars guide weary souls,
Kindness shines, a steadfast light,
In darkness, it glows.
_Each glow, a spark ignites anew_
Each act of kindness,
A small spark igniting hope,
Fires warming the cold.
Kindness, a soft spark,
Igniting hope through the dark,
Mends hearts, lights the way.
Apr 6, 2025
Apr 6, 2025 at 9:21 AM UTC
Sweet lure in the air,
Gentle touch wins eager wings,
Kindness draws them close.
_As wings are drawn, hands extend_
Warm hands reaching out,
Broken hearts begin to mend,
Kindness heals the soul.
_A tender warmth spreads outward_
A ripple of warmth,
Softly spreads through endless streams,
Kindness lights the way.
_And in the light, words fall softly_
Gentle words cascade,
Soft rain on a thirsty field,
Kindness breathes new life.
_Life finds bridges in open hands_
A hand softly held,
Bridges built in quiet care,
Kindness mends the world.
_Under a mended sky, stars glow_
Stars guide weary souls,
Kindness shines, a steadfast light,
In darkness, it glows.
_Each glow, a spark ignites anew_
Each act of kindness,
A small spark igniting hope,
Fires warming the cold.
Kindness, a soft spark,
Igniting hope through the dark,
Mends hearts, lights the way.
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