In the quiet of the morning light,
When the world is still and bright,
Grateful hearts in silent whispers,
Sing of blessings, love, and sisters.
For every dawn that breaks anew,
For skies of endless azure hue,
We count our joys, both big and small,
And give our thanks for them all.
The laughter shared, the tears we shed,
The dreams that dance inside our head,
These moments weave our lifeâs grand tale,
A tapestry where none can fail.
So let us cherish, day by day,
The simple gifts along our way,
With hearts that feel, and eyes that see,
The beauty of lifeâs mystery.