In the morning’s gentle embrace,
Yellow whispers through the dawn,
A soft glow that paints the sky,
As dreams of night are gently drawn.

Fields of gold beneath the sun,
Dancing in the summer breeze,
A vibrant hue that speaks of warmth,
And memories in golden seas.

The petals of a daffodil,
Singing songs of springtime cheer,
A promise in each golden bloom,
That brighter days are drawing near.

In the evening’s fading light,
Yellow lingers in the glow,
A gentle reminder of the day,
As the sun dips low, slow and slow.