In the quiet of dawn, whispers of dreams arise,
A canvas painted with the hues of endless skies.
Each breath a story, each step a song,
In the tapestry of life where I belong.

The rivers of yesterday flow through my veins,
Carving paths of laughter, etching lines of pain.
Moments like leaves, scattered in the breeze,
Dancing to the rhythm of life’s gentle tease.

The sun sets softly, casting shadows long,
In the silence, I hear an ancient song.
A journey woven with threads of gold,
In the warmth of memories, stories unfold.

As stars light the night, a promise they keep,
Guiding me through the dreams I dare to seek.
In the heart’s quiet chamber, echoes of love,
A life lived fully, blessed from above.