In the morning light, where shadows fade,
Lies a warmth that softly calls,
Whispers of joy in sunlit glade,
Where laughter in the silence falls.
Amidst the gentle rustle of leaves,
The world awakens with a smile,
A melody that heart believes,
In every step, in every mile.
Through the dance of golden rays,
Children’s laughter fills the air,
Pure and untouched by worldly haze,
In simple play, joy finds its flare.
As evening wraps the day in grace,
Stars emerge to light the sky,
In quiet moments, hearts embrace,
The joy that lives and never dies.