In the quiet moments of everyday life,
Where grandeur seems absent, and routine is rife,
There lies a beauty, subtle yet profound,
In the small acts of kindness that abound.
Not all are destined to command the stage,
To be the CEO, the star, the sage,
But in the gentle hands that remove harm\'s way,
Lies a hero\'s heart, humble yet gay.
For the one who clears the glass from the path,
Who offers a sweater, a meal, or a bath,
Who pets the cat, or holds a door,
Their worth is immeasurable, forever more.
So here\'s to the unsung, the quiet, the meek,
Whose actions speak love, though they seldom speak,
For in every small deed, they echo the call,
That to save one heart, is to save us all.