In the dawn of life’s tender glow,
Where dreams are born and futures grow,
Youth stands on the brink of time,
With hearts that beat in rhythmic rhyme.

The world, a canvas wide and vast,
Awaits the strokes of dreams that last,
In every heartbeat, a tale untold,
In every soul, a vision bold.

With courage fierce and spirits high,
They chase the stars across the sky,
For in their hands, the torch they hold,
A beacon bright, a story bold.

Oh, youth, with eyes of purest light,
May your paths be clear and future bright,
For in your dreams, the world finds hope,
A boundless sea where spirits cope.