KIND looks — they’re not forgotten;
Treasured in the heart they lie;
Lightening many a heavy burden,
Softening many a bitter sigh.
Kind words — they live forever,
Springing up when sorrows press;
Cheering many a darksome pathway,
Making many a trouble less.
Kind acts — they’re always blooming;
Fruit a hundred-fold they bring;
Calming many a troubled surface,
Drawing many a deadly sting.
Kindness! it is great, ‘tis noble;
Truly, surely, will the kind
Many a rich and lasting blessing,
Many an unsought pleasure find.
W. J. W.