In the gentle rustle of the leaves,
Where sunlight dances through the trees,
A melody of laughter weaves,
A tapestry of joyful ease.

In the morning’s golden hue,
The world awakens, fresh and new,
With every step, the heart is true,
In joy’s embrace, the soul renews.

Beneath the sky so vast and bright,
The stars that twinkle through the night,
In every shadow, there is light,
A whisper of joy, pure delight.

In moments shared, both near and far,
In every twinkling, shining star,
Joy blossoms where our hearts are,
A timeless dance, no end, no scar.