In the heart of morning’s gentle glow,
Where fields of daffodils softly sway,
The golden hue begins to show,
A promise of a brighter day.

Yellow whispers through the leaves,
Dancing in the sunlit breeze,
A tapestry of warmth it weaves,
In every shadow, light it frees.

Beneath the skies of endless blue,
The sun’s embrace a tender touch,
In shades of yellow, dreams renew,
In its glow, we find so much.

A symphony of sunlit dreams,
Where laughter mingles with the light,
In every ray, a story gleams,
A world in yellow, pure and bright.