hearts that give without counting
deserve hands that return the same.
there is a balance in generosity,
a rhythm where kindness meets kindness.
to pour endlessly into those
who only take
is to dry the well of your own spirit.
seek the ones who lift as you lift,
who share the weight,
who celebrate the joy
without measuring it.
the world will try to take,
but those who give wisely
choose to receive what mirrors their soul.
i write for those who give and hope to be given back.
those who give with open hands
deserve a love that understands.
to pour your heart without return
leaves lessons bitter, hard to learn.
seek those who lift, who match your light,
who hold your dreams in quiet sight.
the givers bloom when met with care,
not empty echoes of despair.
for every soul that freely shares,
deserves a heart that fully dares.
so let your kindness find its pair,
and flourish in a love that’s fair.
i write for those who seek the mirrored grace of giving.
