In the hush of dawn’s early light,
I gather shadows from the night,
Memories painted in hues of gold,
Stories of home now quietly told.

The echoes of laughter linger near,
In corners where dreams were once clear,
Farewell to the whispers of the past,
As new horizons call, vast and vast.

Every step away, a gentle sigh,
Beneath the vast and endless sky,
Carrying pieces of love and time,
Into the rhythm of life’s new rhyme.

Though the heart may yearn and pine,
For familiar paths and the olden line,
I travel onward, spirit free,
Embracing all that is yet to be.