In the whispers of the wind, our stories reside,
Carved in the heart of time, where echoes abide.
Each step we take, a ripple in the stream,
A legacy unseen, yet forever a dream.

Through fields of gold and skies of blue,
Our deeds are seeds, in the earth they grew.
With every kind word, with every brave stand,
We weave a tapestry with our hands.

In the silence of the stars, our names they sing,
In the quiet of the night, our hearts they bring.
A legacy of love, of courage, of grace,
Etched in the cosmos, an eternal embrace.

So let us live with purpose, with passion, with light,
For the legacy we leave, will shine ever bright.
In the annals of history, in the tales yet to be told,
Our legacy endures, worth more than gold.