In the quiet dawn of morning light,
Where whispers of the breeze take flight,
Simplicity sings a gentle tune,
Beneath the watchful eyes of the moon.

Among the fields where wildflowers grow,
A simple life begins to show,
With every petal, every leaf,
We find in stillness, sweet relief.

The laughter of a child at play,
The warmth of sun’s first golden ray,
These tiny moments, pure and bright,
Fill our hearts with endless light.

Embrace the calm, let worries cease,
In simple things, we find our peace,
A life of joy, so true and clear,
In the simple moments we hold dear.