In the quiet embrace of morning light,
Where dew-kissed petals softly glow,
Emily finds the world anew,
In nature’s gentle, whispered show.

The rustling leaves in whispered dance,
Tell secrets of the ancient trees,
In every shade and shadow cast,
A poetry only the heart sees.

The birds, they sing in joyful flight,
Their songs a bridge to realms unseen,
Where Emily’s soul finds respite,
In meadows vast and valleys green.

The sky, a canvas ever wide,
Where clouds paint dreams that softly fade,
In nature’s arms, she finds her guide,
A solace in the light and shade.