In the morning light, they rise with dreams,
Sons of the earth, with hope-filled eyes,
Carving paths through whispering streams,
Their laughter echoes beneath vast skies.

They build with hands both strong and kind,
Foundations laid on lessons learned,
In every challenge, gifts they find,
With hearts aflame, their passions burned.

The world a canvas, wide and free,
Sons paint their stories, bold and true,
In every step, their legacy,
A testament to all they knew.

And as the stars begin to glow,
Their voices blend in evening’s song,
A melody of love they sow,
Sons of tomorrow, steadfast and strong.