In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
I find the strength to carry on,
Leaving behind the echoes of yore,
Embracing the future, forevermore.

The past, a tale of joy and sorrow,
No longer binds the hope of tomorrow,
Through the maze of time, I tread anew,
With dreams as vast as the sky’s blue.

Each step I take, a promise made,
To let the memories gently fade,
For life is a journey, not a race,
And in every moment, I find grace.

The shadows of the past may linger,
But with courage, I lift my finger,
Pointing towards the horizon bright,
Moving on, guided by the light.