As the night yields to dawn’s gentle light,
Shadows retreat, giving way to the bright.
The world awakens in a soft, golden hue,
A canvas of dreams, painted anew.

The first light of morning, so tender and fair,
Breathes life into the cool, crisp air.
Birds sing their songs, a sweet serenade,
Celebrating the dawn, in a joyous parade.

The dew on the grass glistens like pearls,
As the sun climbs higher, unfurling its swirls.
A promise of hope in each ray of light,
Banishing darkness, ending the night.

Dawn’s embrace, a tender, warm touch,
Reminds us that life holds so much.
A new day begins, with endless grace,
In the gentle whisper of dawn’s embrace.