I had a dream once.

Not quite sure where it went -

one minute it was here

and the next it was gone.

I go about my life.

Every once in a while,

I think about that dream

that I once had.

I wonder if I had done this

or maybe if I had done that,

it could have been different.

Why do I still think about it?

Could it be that I

don't want to let it go?

Or, could it be that my soul,

my heart is gently reminding me

"Remember when you had

this dream?  This idea?"

My soul reminds me

that this drea...

There is kindness in my words.

I use them with love and compassion.

I command open hearts and ears

because I lift people up to the stars.

There is kindness in my thoughts.

I don't stab people in the back.

I reframe my ideas to the positive.

I offer all love and gentleness.

There is kindness in my deeds.

I want to heal and offer support.

I go the extra mile to help a friend

and I expect nothing in return.

There is kindness in my heart.

It is something I express freely.

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