In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance with the moonlight,
Hope blooms like a rose, unseen,
Promising dreams yet to be seen.

Each star that adorns the sky,
Holds a wish, a silent sigh,
For in the heart of every soul,
Lies a future, bright and whole.

Through the trials and the tears,
Through the countless fears,
Hope remains a steady flame,
Guiding us towards our aim.

So let us hold our heads up high,
Reach for the stars, touch the sky,
For the future is a canvas wide,
Painted with hope, side by side.