No smiles for the camera today...
But my, she sure brightens a rainy-no-gardening morning!
A kind word is like sunshine
To kiss the bud of gloom
It breaks the shell where wonders dwell
Then swell into glad bloom
A kind word is like ointment
To soothe the wounds of woe
Its gentle grace will heal the place
Where harsh words dealt their blow
A kind word is like laughter
To cheer the dreary day
Like Baby's smiles, it sweetens miles
That had seemed dull and gray
A kind word is like flowers
A garden on the air
It calms distress with happiness
And brings hope to despair
A kind word is a rainbow
Above the storms of life
A tender spark to break the dark
With love’s unfailing light
A kind word is a diamond
Drawn from a heap of stones
Where haters hurled shards from a world
Of base and broken thrones
A kind word is a picture
Of how heaven will be
It paints its art upon the heart
In perfect poetry
A kind word is a gift, dear
That we can all afford
And what can ease life's miseries
Better than a kind word
© Janet Martin