Kindness blooms like quiet rain softly easing hidden pain. A hand that heals, a light that shows, the hearts true path in giving grows.
For every single act we sow, a brighter world will grow. In grace we give, in peace we find God's love flows through our mind.
Michael Cochrane ©️ 2024
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