In the morning mist, the cobblestones glisten,
Footsteps echo in the quiet dawn,
Tea brews in cozy kitchens,
As the world outside awakens with a yawn.

Through bustling streets and quiet lanes,
Stories intertwine in each passerby,
The hum of life, the joy, the pain,
Beneath the ever-changing sky.

In parks where children laugh and play,
And lovers meet beneath the trees,
The essence of a simple day,
Carried by the English breeze.

As twilight falls, lights softly glow,
In homes where warmth and love reside,
The heartbeat of a life we know,
Echoes with the evening tide.