In the morning light, a gentle breeze,
Whispers softly through the trees,
A song of gratitude, clear and bright,
Painting the dawn with hues of light.
The earth beneath, a steady ground,
Holds stories of life profound,
With every step, a silent prayer,
For gifts of love beyond compare.
The sky above, a vast embrace,
Cradles dreams in endless space,
A tapestry of stars that guide,
Through nights of wonder, side by side.
In moments fleeting, pure and rare,
We find the grace thatâs always there,
A gentle whisper in the heart,
Of thankfulness, we are a part.