In the tender glow of morning’s light,Whispers of hope begin to unfold,A dance of shadows fades from sight,A tapestry of dreams to be told.Underneath the vast and endless sky,The world awakens with a gentle sigh,Embracing warmth that never dies,Chasing away the night’s quiet cries.Each ray a promise, each dawn a gift,Guiding us through the darkest rift,With courage born from the light’s shift,Our spirits rise, our burdens lift.In every heart, a flame does burn,A beacon bright, for which we yearn,In light and hope, we find our turn,To dream, to live, to love, to learn.