Kindness is a gentle friend
Whose
silky voice floats soft to soothe
Disquiet
ears, comforting
The
troubled flesh, the hardened core.
Owning
nothing, giving all to
Reach
across the great abyss,
Heading
every utterance,
The
plaintive cry of those in need.
Kindness
claims no bounty, asks
No
ransom, wage or tariff fair,
But
offers bounteous rewards
Immeasurable
in currency.
A
caring word, a hand to hold,
A
cherished heartfelt memory.
The
simple act of being close
For
one whose ship has lost its sail.
Kindness
keeps no score on grace,
It
seeks no recompense,
But
bathes itself in tolerance
And
willful charity.
And
if in giving time is lost,
It
will be time served well
To
reap the golden gain of its reward.
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