In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
Lies the promise of a new day,
Each moment a seed to be sown,
In the garden where dreams play.

Through storms and sunlight, we rise,
Stretching towards the endless sky,
With every step, we realize,
Our strength, as time goes by.

The roots beneath the surface deep,
Anchor us in times of fear,
And in the nights we softly weep,
New hope begins to appear.

So let us cherish every phase,
And embrace the paths unknown,
For in the journey of our days,
True growth is beautifully shown.