In the soft whispers of dawn’s embrace,
Pink hues dance across the waking sky,
A gentle promise of a new day’s grace,
As dreams awaken, ready to fly.

Petals in the breeze, a tender ballet,
Blushing roses and cherry blossoms sway,
In their quiet language, they softly convey,
The beauty of a moment, fleeting yet profound.

Love’s gentle hue, in every heart it resides,
A color of warmth, of kindness that guides,
In every touch, in every tender sigh,
Pink lingers softly, never to bid goodbye.

Dreams in bloom, beneath the pinkish glow,
A world of wonders, where imaginations flow,
In this realm of pink, where magic is spun,
Every heart finds solace, every soul becomes one.