The Seed of Respect In the garden of life, a seed we sow, Where respect's the water that helps it grow, Not born of fear, but love and grace, In every heart, find its rightful place.
With tender words and open ears, A fertile ground for trust appears, Where souls can bloom, their colors bright, In harmony, they dance and unite. Respect, a beacon, guiding light, Through stormy seas, in darkest night, Its gentle touch, a soothing breeze, In every heart, it plants its seeds. So let us nurture, not demand, With kindness, empathy at hand, For when respect is freely sown, A garden of love will brightly shone. K Rajaram IRS after seeing few mismatches around the world. 31/7/23 -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "Thatha_Patty" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to [email protected]. To view this discussion on the web visit https://groups.google.com/d/msgid/thatha_patty/CAL5XZoq20zEmo4oagtV4H35GJyVCBLq60m9zYAbKGy%3D5LvyHoQ%40mail.gmail.com.
