In the gentle rustle of autumn leaves,
Lies the whisper of silent thanks,
For the golden hues and crisp air,
A symphony of natureâs grace.
Each droplet of morning dew,
Mirrors the light of appreciation,
Reflecting the beauty in small things,
That often go unnoticed in haste.
The warmth of a friend’s embrace,
Is a treasure beyond measure,
In their presence, we find solace,
A reminder of loveâs boundless reach.
Beneath the vast expanse of sky,
We breathe in moments of bliss,
With hearts full of gratitude,
We cherish life’s simple gifts.