In the gentle embrace of morning light,
Life unfurls its tapestry of dreams,
Each thread a whisper of hopes untold,
Weaving stories in the silence of dawn.

Through the windswept meadows of time,
We wander paths both known and new,
Chasing shadows and sunlight’s glow,
In the eternal dance of joy and sorrow.

The golden hues of autumn leaves sing,
Of moments cherished and lessons learned,
As life paints its canvas with hues of change,
And whispers secrets in the rustling trees.

As twilight descends with stars aglow,
We find solace in memories spun,
In the quietude of night, dreams take flight,
Guiding us gently to the dawn once more.