In the dawn of days, we weave our dreams,
Through golden fields and crystal streams.
Each heartbeat a note in life’s grand song,
With every step, we grow more strong.

Through trials faced and lessons learned,
Our spirits bright, our passions burned.
In love and loss, in joy and strife,
We find the essence of our life.

With every dawn, a chance to start,
To mend the soul, to heal the heart.
In laughter shared and tears we shed,
We honor those who came and fled.

And as the twilight gently falls,
We hear the echoes in the halls.
A life well lived, a tale well told,
In memories, we find our gold.