Be Kind and Love Strawberries

the world is heavy with silence  

but your laughter softens sharp edges  

be kind enough to repair yourself  

fall in love with the small things  

a berry staining your fingertips red  

the sun slipping behind quiet hills  

someone’s eyes catching yours briefly  

listening for the sound of living  

have a sense of humour always  

it will carry you through storms  

even when tears threaten to swallow  

you can still taste joy—sweet—like strawberries  

the seeds of love grow in patience  

planted by hands full of tenderness  

you are a garden—wild and blooming  

watered by kindness and good humour