In the cradle of dawn, our stories unfold,
Threads of hope and dreams, woven bold.
From whispers of the past, we rise anew,
Dancing with shadows, in skies of blue.

Through valleys deep, and mountains high,
We walk with courage, beneath the open sky.
Each step a tale, each breath a song,
In the history of life, where we belong.

Echoes of laughter, and tears that fall,
Paint the canvas of life, a mural for all.
Seasons of change, in the river of time,
We flow with the current, in rhythm and rhyme.

As stars illuminate the night so vast,
We cherish the moments, forever to last.
In the book of life, our pages turn,
A legacy of spirit, in hearts that yearn.