

Kindness, a gentle touch, Warmth that melts a winter's clutch. Open arms, a sheltering grace, For every soul who finds this space. No locked door, no guarded gate, Just a heart that cannot wait To welcome weary, wounded wings, And mend the hurt that sorrow brings. Open hearts, and open wide, Let kindness be our guiding tide. In every touch, in every word, Let love be seen, let love be heard.