In the quiet whisper of the morn,
Lies the promise of a brand new start.
The shadows of yesterday are torn,
As hope weaves through the heart.

The path ahead, uncharted ground,
With courage, we tread the unknown.
Every step a gentle sound,
Where seeds of dreams are sown.

The echoes of past mistakes fade,
As the horizon stretches wide.
In the light, new choices are made,
With faith as a guiding tide.

So let us dance with the rising sun,
And greet the future with open arms.
For every ending, a journey’s begun,
In the embrace of life’s gentle charms.