My life, a canvas painted with dreams,
Brushstrokes of hopes, in vibrant schemes,
A tapestry woven with threads so fine,
Stories told in whispers, moments divine.
Joys dance like sunlight on morning dew,
Sorrows shadow, yet they too are true,
In silence, I find strength anew,
Laughter echoes, a melody I pursue.
In the quiet of the night, stars confide,
Secrets of the heart they never hide,
A journey through time, I take in stride,
With every step, my spirit is my guide.
My life, a story yet to be told,
A treasure chest of memories, pure gold,
Each chapter unfolds, brave and bold,
A symphony of existence, forever to hold.