in a world so filled with hatred
the hearts of many wax cold
my heart aches for kindness
for the very young and old
but where i live is so unkind
it seems as if it could never be
yet i can’t help but wish
that others might someday see…
if kindness were a color
i think she would be green,
a reminder of the forest,
and all the growing things,
if kindness were a person,
sparkling eyes and cheeks of red,
with crows feet and laugh lines
from the joy and love she spread
if kindness were a melody,
symphonic bliss abound,
majestic and dramatic,
what a heavenly sound!
Ah! but kindness, it is fleeting
a mirage of broken dreams,
with callous hearts and bitterness
and words used to demean;
the longing for a kind soul
still lingers in my dreams
if,… if only… if ever….
kindness were a thing.
Journey-For-Life 