In the cradle of life’s tender dawn, we rise,
With dreams woven from stardust, we chase the skies.
Each step a dance, a whispering breeze,
Innocence blooms under sunlit trees.

Through the corridors of youth, we wander wide,
Learning the art of laughter and tears side by side.
With courage, we face the storms and the calm,
In the tapestry of time, we find our balm.

The seasons change, as does our way,
With every fall, we find strength to sway.
Wisdom, a gentle guide in the night,
Illuminating paths with its soft, glowing light.

As years unfold, like a story told,
We gather moments, treasures of gold.
In the autumn of life, we reflect and see,
The beauty of growing, becoming truly free.