A kind poem

I sit in my little space
To watch the world spin,
I watch kindness show
How joy and hope is sown
I consider the wind
And her benevolent ways,
How she spreads fertile seeds
To lands far and unknown
And realise as I strive to find happiness
That other people’s joy matter too

So when we watch the sunrise, let’s be kind to all that see it
Let’s help the destitute and broken, let’s help the sick too
Let’s consider the aging and those whose cries are for bread,
The homeless children in the street and depressed teenagers
At the end, life will become beautiful packages of hope


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