In the quiet dawn, where dreams unfold,
The sun whispers tales of gold,
Each ray a brush, painting the skies,
With hues of hope that never die.
The river sings a soothing song,
Guiding hearts where they belong,
Ripples dance in playful grace,
Reflecting smiles upon each face.
Among the trees, the wind does weave,
A tapestry of tales to believe,
Leaves rustle secrets, soft and true,
In their embrace, life feels renewed.
As stars adorn the velvet night,
Hearts soar on wings of pure delight,
In this dance of light and shadow’s play,
The most beautiful life finds its way.