In the tapestry of life, where words are threads delicately woven, A careless utterance can unleash storms, hearts broken, spirits trodden. Yet, the silence of unspoken sweetness, a lamentable refrain, Leaves regrets lingering, like echoes in the rain. Speak, oh speak! Let not affection lie dormant in your chest, For tomorrow's sun may rise, but yesterday's words find no rest. In the garden of moments, sow the seeds of kindness, let them bloom, So the soul may dance amidst the petals, in love's fragrant perfume. Let not praise and admiration linger in the shadows of doubt, But like stars in the night sky, let them sparkle, let them shout. For in the tapestry of memories, let the echoes of your words resound, A symphony of affection, in hearts forever bound.