When morning light begins to play,
Casting gold upon the day,
The world awakens in soft hue,
Embracing life, fresh and new.
Birds sing sweet in the gentle air,
Melodies that banish despair,
As dewdrops glisten on the leaves,
Nature’s art that never deceives.
The sun ascends with graceful might,
Chasing away the cloak of night,
Painting skies with colors bright,
A canvas of pure delight.
In this serene, tranquil hour,
We find the strength, we find the power,
To face the day with hope and grace,
In morning’s warm, tender embrace.