In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light,
We carve our dreams with whispers of might.
Each step we take, a journey unfolds,
In pursuit of the goals our hearts hold.

Through valleys deep and mountains high,
We strive and reach towards the sky.
With every challenge, our spirits rise,
For in our goals, our true strength lies.

The path may twist, the road may bend,
Yet onward we march, steadfast till the end.
With hope as our guide and love as our shield,
Our dreams and goals, we shall not yield.

In the tapestry of life, woven with care,
Our goals are the threads, vibrant and rare.
We’ll chase them bravely, with hearts so bold,
For in these dreams, our stories are told.