In the early blush of dawn’s embrace,
Pink hues dance in the gentle sky,
Whispering secrets of the night’s retreat,
As the world awakens to a tender sigh.

The cherry blossoms sway in the breeze,
Delicate and soft, like dreams untold,
Each petal a promise of spring’s return,
Painting the earth with colors bold.

Roses bloom with a fragrant grace,
Their petals velvet, a lover’s touch,
In gardens where the heart finds peace,
Pink sings its song, a gentle hush.

As day fades into twilight’s glow,
Pink lingers in the evening’s hue,
A tender reminder of beauty’s flow,
In every shade, always anew.