In the quiet of the night, they softly call,
Visions bright, where hopes stand tall.
A canvas of stars, dreams paint the sky,
With wings of light, they rise and fly.

In the garden of my heart, they bloom and grow,
With every step, their colors show.
A journey of whispers, gentle and sweet,
Where dreams and reality lovingly meet.

In the symphony of life, they play their part,
A melody of passion, sung from the heart.
Through storms and sunshine, they endure,
With faith as their anchor, ever pure.

In the tapestry of time, they weave their thread,
A story of dreams, where life is led.
With courage and hope, they guide my way,
In the dance of tomorrow, they forever stay.