The sun rises softly, a gentle glow,
Whispers of dawn in a golden show.
Birds sing melodies of sweet refrain,
In this serene morning, peace will reign.
The world slows down, a tranquil grace,
Moments linger, no need to race.
Coffee brews with warmth and care,
Filling the air with a fragrant prayer.
Children’s laughter, a joyful sound,
In gardens where dreams are found.
Time stands still, a gentle stream,
Flowing through the heart’s daydream.
As evening falls, the sky ablaze,
The sun dips low in a soft embrace.
Sunday whispers in the fading light,
Promising peace through the night.