In the dawn of childhood’s gentle grace,
Where dreams are woven with silken thread,
Each day a new adventure to embrace,
With whispered secrets and stories read.

Through fields of wonder, I wandered free,
Chasing shadows that danced in the sun,
Learning the rhythm of life’s melody,
Innocence blooming as life’s begun.

As time unfurls its mysterious scroll,
The path of youth bends and twists anew,
With trials that shape the heart and soul,
And dreams that guide us as we pursue.

Growing up, a tapestry of change,
Threads of courage and moments of fear,
Finding strength in the vast and strange,
A journey of self that becomes clear.