In the morning’s tender glow,
I find whispers of gratitude,
Soft as the wind’s gentle flow,
A heart’s quiet prelude.

Amidst the rush of fleeting days,
I pause to feel the earth’s embrace,
In small joys and simple ways,
I discover a sacred space.

The laughter shared, the tears we weep,
Each moment a gift, so profound,
In memories we choose to keep,
Gratitude’s song is found.

As stars begin their nightly dance,
I hold close the warmth of today,
In every breath, a second chance,
To be grateful in every way.