In the quiet whispers of the dawn, I grow,
Like a seed that braves the earth’s embrace,
Reaching towards the sun’s gentle glow,
Finding strength in every hidden place.

Through storms and shadows, I rise and bend,
Each challenge a lesson, each fall a guide,
With roots deep and branches that extend,
Embracing the vast sky, arms open wide.

The scars of yesterday, they shape my soul,
Painting stories of battles fought and won,
In the tapestry of life, they play a role,
A testament to the growth that’s just begun.

As seasons change, so too do I,
With every breath, a new beginning found,
In the rhythm of nature, I learn to fly,
Growing ever upwards, unbound.