In the hush of early dawn, I find
A symphony of gratitude, quietly aligned.
The rustling leaves, a gentle breeze,
Whispering thanks through towering trees.
Sunlight dances on the morning dew,
Painting the world in a golden hue.
Each ray a reminder, each shadow a sign,
Of the beauty in moments, yours and mine.
The laughter of children, pure and bright,
Fills the air with joyous light.
A melody of innocence, so sweet,
In their smiles, life’s treasures we meet.
As stars adorn the velvet night,
I close my eyes in soft delight.
For in these fragments, small but profound,
Lies the grace of gratitude, all around.