In the quiet of the dawn, a whisper calls my name,
A gentle breeze that stirs the soul, never quite the same.
Seasons shift and moments fade, like shadows in the light,
Each change a step in life’s parade, from morning into night.

The river flows, unyielding, carving paths anew,
Through valleys deep and mountains high, beneath the sky so blue.
We stand upon the edge of dreams, with courage in our hearts,
Embracing all that life redeems, as every journey starts.

Leaves fall and flowers bloom, in nature’s endless dance,
Reminding us that time’s swift boom is not just happenstance.
For in each change, there lies a spark, a promise of rebirth,
A beacon shining through the dark, a testament to worth.

So let us greet the winds of change, with open arms and eyes,
For in their flow, we rearrange, and learn to reach the skies.
Each twist and turn, each laugh and tear, a chapter in the tale,
Of how we grow through every year, and let our spirits sail.