In the quiet whisper of the dawn,
Where dreams and hopes are freshly drawn,
Lies a seed within the earth,
Awaiting its moment of rebirth.

Through storms and winds it will endure,
Every drop of rain, a trial pure,
Reaching for the skies so high,
Underneath the vast, endless sky.

Leaves unfold with tender grace,
Seeking light in every space,
Each day a step, a lesson learned,
In the heart, a fire burned.

From a seed to a mighty tree,
Standing tall for all to see,
Growth is a journey, slow and true,
In every moment, me and you.