Baskadia

Kindness

A whisper soft, a gentle touch, Kindness doesn’t ask for much. A tender word, a listening ear, A balm for hearts that ache with fear. It shines like sunlight through the rain, A warmth that eases unseen pain. In smallest acts, its grace is shown— A hand held tight, a seed well-sown. No banner waves, no prize is sought, Its worth cannot be sold or bought. Yet every act, though quiet, small, Can build a bridge, can break a wall. So choose to scatter kindness wide, Let empathy and love abide. For i