In the cradle of dawn, whispers softly play,
Green leaves awaken under the sun’s gentle sway.
Roots dig deep into the earth’s warm embrace,
Reaching for dreams in the vast and endless space.

As the sun climbs higher in the sky’s vast dome,
Branches stretch wide, feeling the freedom to roam.
Each leaf a story, each bud a new song,
In the dance of nature, where we all belong.

When the twilight descends, painting skies in gold,
The whispers of wisdom from the stories of old.
Lessons in growing, through the trials and the tears,
Strength found in moments, not in the years.

As the night softly falls, stars begin to gleam,
Dreams take flight on the wings of moonbeam.
In the silence, growth is gentle, yet profound,
A journey within, where true wisdom is found.