Be kind to those,
Who don’t appreciate it,
Smile and say something nice to them.
The difference between hope and despair,
Is a goodnight sleep,
But kind words,
Makes a big difference.
Love,
Fruits of kind deeds,
Sweet like the morning sunshine,
That warmth into life,
For only in darkness,
Grows hatred and strife.
The way is long and lonely,
Look up and ask for blessings only.
Be kind.
You don’t know the grief that men may borrow,
You can’t see the souls’ storm-swept by sorrow,
Shine a light upon the way for today and tomorrow.
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©mylcebon
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