A mother's love, a father's pride,
The joyous blush of a happy bride,
Contentment of a friend by your side,
Guilt when having something to hide.

A stranger's smile, a neighbour's wave,
A gentle pat that the teacher gave,
A  helping hand the day to save,
For at times, a touch is all you crave.

The joys of watching a sunrise,
Birds in flight across azure skies,
The passage of days as time flies,
Sorrow slipping in regret's sighs.

The dilemma in the choices you make,
The risks you face in the chances you take,
The painful agony of a heartbreak,
Lives shattered in death's wake.

The shattering of fragile dreams,
The elusive ray of hope that gleams,
Learn that things are not what they seem,
Words might speak but silence screams.

I am not too sure if I answered the question, but then the quatrains are okay, I guess.