A Word Kind




Miracles do transpire from a word kind Although a dime it doesn't cost to say The world it could mean to a troubled mind. Why be miserly and uncaringly blind? Be generous and giving, make someone's day Miracles do transpire from a word kind. Say it, you know not what lurks behind their seemingly happy smile so gay The world it could mean to a troubled mind. Obscured by gloom, when hope is hard to find Like a beacon of light, a shining ray Miracles do transpire from a word kind. When life seems empty, a purposeless grind It can keep despair at a distance, a mile away The world it could mean to a troubled mind. Their chains of perils though it can't unbind It can loosen the vice, turn black to gray Miracles do transpire from a word kind The world it could mean to a troubled mind. ________________________ For more of such content follow us on Social Media: