In the quiet dawn, love gently wakes,
With whispers soft, the heart it takes.
A tender touch, a warm embrace,
In every glance, love finds its place.

Through storm and calm, it holds us near,
A beacon bright, dispelling fear.
With every step, it lights the way,
A guiding star, both night and day.

In laughter’s joy and sorrow’s tear,
Love’s steady hand is always here.
It lifts us up when we are low,
In good love’s light, we always grow.

So let us cherish, hold it tight,
This precious love, both day and night.
For in its warmth, we find our home,
In good love’s arms, we’re never alone.