In the golden morning light, a gentle breeze,
Whispers softly through the trees,
Carrying laughter on its wings,
A melody of joy that sings.
The petals bloom in vibrant hue,
A tapestry of colors, bright and true,
Each flower a testament to bliss,
In natureâs gentle, loving kiss.
Childrenâs laughter fills the air,
A symphony of carefree flair,
Their joy, a dance upon the grass,
In moments that forever last.
As day turns to a gentle night,
Stars adorn the sky with light,
In every twinkle, a glimpse of cheer,
Happiness, a friend so near.