In the quiet dawn of morning light,
Dreams fade as reality takes its flight.
Whispered hopes once bright and clear,
Now shadowed by the day’s veneer.

The stars that gleamed in midnight’s sky,
Are dimmed as sunlight passes by.
Fantasies that danced and swirled,
Are grounded by the waking world.

Yet in the heart, a spark remains,
A glimmer through the mundane chains.
For even when the dreams must part,
Their essence stays within the heart.

So walk the path that life has shown,
With dreams and reality both known.
For in their blend, a truth is found,
Where hope and life are both unbound.