In the gentle flow of time’s embrace,
We wander paths unknown and wide,
Where dreams and echoes softly trace,
The stories we hold deep inside.

The morning sun on dewy grass,
Whispers tales of hope and grace,
While shadows from the past may pass,
In every heart, they find their place.

With every step, a lesson learned,
Through joy and sorrow, laughter, tears,
In every moment, passions burned,
Life paints its canvas through the years.

In the quiet of the evening’s glow,
We find the peace within the strife,
And in the river’s endless flow,
We see the beauty of this life.