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In gentle ways, their kindness blooms,
A light that warms the coldest rooms.
With open heart and steady hand,
They lift the fallen, help them stand.
Their laughter rings like morning's dew,
A melody both pure and true.
In every gesture, grace is shown,
A spirit that makes others known.
Through trials faced and battles fought,
They share their strength, not seeking thought.
Compassion flows from every seam,
A beacon in another’s dream.
In simple acts, their love is vast,
A reminder of the truth held fast.
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Abbas
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Comments (1)
Such a wonderful poem! Well done