In moments dark, when shadows fall,
And silence wraps its tender shawl,
No words are needed, none are sought,
For solace lies in simple thought.
A hand to hold, so warm, so near,
Can chase away the deepest fear,
A touch that speaks of love untold,
More precious far than gems or gold.
An ear to listen, soft and kind,
To share the worries of the mind,
To hear the whispers of the soul,
And make the broken pieces whole.
A heart that understands our plight,
That sees us through the darkest night,
In empathy, it finds a way,
To turn the night into the day.
No grand advice, no wisdom’s lore,
Can heal a heart that’s bruised and sore,
But simple acts of love and grace,
Can bring a smile to a tear-streaked face.
So when the world feels cold and vast,
And troubles seem too great to last,
Remember this, and take a stand:
Offer your heart, your ear, your hand.