In the tender age where dreams take flight,
A world unknown, a future bright.
Yet shadows fall on paths untold,
Where whispers echo, both brave and bold.

In the cradle of innocence, hearts entwine,
A delicate dance, a fragile line.
With hopes that soar like morning’s dawn,
Yet tethered by secrets, silently drawn.

Youthful hands cradle life’s new bloom,
In a world of wonder, yet midst the gloom.
Choices made, with courage unfurled,
Navigating the tides of an uncertain world.

Yet in the heart, a resilient flame,
A journey begun, never the same.
In whispers of dreams, they find their way,
In the tapestry of life, they bravely stay.