In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
Where dreams are mended and hearts reborn,
Lies a promise of light anew,
A gentle touch that heals, so true.

Through valleys deep and shadows vast,
Hope emerges, steadfast, unsurpassed.
With every tear and whispered plea,
Comes strength to set the spirit free.

The wounds of time, they slowly close,
Leaving scars that wisdom chose.
Each healed fracture, a story told,
Of battles fought and courage bold.

As dawn breaks with hues so bright,
Healing whispers throughout the night.
In our hearts, hope finds its place,
A timeless dance, a warm embrace.