In the gentle dance of morning light,
Happiness blooms in quiet grace,
Whispers of joy in the dawning sight,
A tender smile upon each face.
Amidst the rustle of the trees,
Laughter echoes through the air,
Moments like these, a sweet release,
A tapestry of love and care.
In the warmth of a shared embrace,
Time suspends its hurried pace,
Where hearts find solace, a sacred place,
Happiness weaves its gentle lace.
As stars adorn the evening skies,
Dreams unfold in silent streams,
Peace and joy in soft reprise,
Carrying us on golden beams.