In the whisper of the morning breeze,
And the gentle sway of the trees,
I find the grace of simple things,
And the joy that gratitude brings.

The sun that rises in golden hue,
The sky painted in shades of blue,
Each moment a gift, a treasure to hold,
In the warmth of life, stories unfold.

Through trials and laughter, tears and smiles,
In every step of a thousand miles,
Grateful hearts find peace and light,
Turning darkness into bright.

So let us cherish each passing day,
With grateful hearts, come what may,
For in the simple, everyday grace,
We find our truest, happiest place.