Beneath the sun’s warm, golden glare,
The world is bathed in yellow’s care.
A symphony of light and cheer,
That whispers softly in my ear.

Fields of daisies, bright and bold,
Their petals tell stories, yet untold.
The golden hue of autumn leaves,
A fleeting beauty nature weaves.

In the morning’s gentle rays,
Yellow paints the dawn’s first praise.
A promise of a day so bright,
Wrapped in the sun’s embracing light.

So let the yellow fill your heart,
With joy and warmth, it will impart.
For in this hue, we find a grace,
A touch of heaven’s gentle trace.