A smile, a kind word, a helping hand,
Seeds of compassion sown on the land.
Patience for stumbles, forgiveness for flaws,
Weaving a tapestry without a single clause.

Understanding whispers, soft and low,
Easing burdens, where empathy can flow.
Let respect be the bridge, hearts open wide,
Building a world where kindness can confide.

For in unity's embrace, we truly see,
The greatest magic is what we can be:
Good to each other, a chorus so strong,
A melody of kindness that rights every wrong.
Throughout life,  be good to each other

Moonlight painted a teardrop sheen,
Her laughter, a melody, bittersweet, I glean.
Words unspoken, a future unseen,
A chasm grew wide, where dreams had been.

Stars, once our compass, lost their light,
Promises whispered, dissolved in the night.
A hand slipped away, with a final sigh,
Tears fell like rain, beneath a cold, empty sky.

The night I could not keep her, a memory untold,
A love that escaped, leaving a heart to grow cold.

If I promise you another day,
Would it hold sunshine, or shadows gray?
A chance to laugh, a tear to dry,
Or simply a beat, as moments fly?

Can promises mend a broken wing,
Or ease the ache a sorrow may bring?
The future's a canvas, yet to unfold,
A mystery whispered, never quite told.

But trust, like a seed, in your heart may take root,
And bloom with hope, bearing precious fruit.
For even in darkness, a promise can gleam,
A whisper of dawn, a future's bright dream.
if I Promise You Another Day

We are stones craved by the sea,
Worn smooth by waves' relentless glee.
Once jagged peaks, now worn and round,
Secrets we hold, in depths profound.

The ocean whispers, a ceaseless song,
Urging us onward, where we belong.
To distant shores, on currents tossed,
Stories etched deep, forever embossed.

Polished by tides, a timeless quest,
Yearning for beaches, where dreams find rest.
We are stones craved by the sea's embrace,
Lost in the rhythm, a restless chase.
Craved by the waves and the crests

We go gently under the stars,
Barefoot whispers on dew-kissed scars
Of the sleeping earth. A velvet hush,
Only starlight whispers, a gentle crush

Of galaxies vast on our upturned gaze.
No need for words in this starlit maze.
A hand-held close, a silent vow,
Under a sky where dreams somehow

Unfurl-like banners, vast and bright,
Guiding our steps through the starlit night.
As we go gently underneath the stars

when
God takes control
your hands
are
the
architect of the soul

death cast her shadow
while
embraced in her arms
and
death is my sunset
while
death is my dawn