In the whisper of the dawn, I hear
The echoes of a younger day,
When dreams were woven into the air,
And innocence lit the way.

The seasons change, as do we,
Beneath the sky’s vast, endless dome,
With every step, a new story unfolds,
Guiding us to our true home.

The trials we face, the lessons learned,
Shape the soul, refine the heart,
With courage found in gentle growth,
We find the strength to play our part.

Maturity blooms, a timeless dance,
Where wisdom and grace intertwine,
In every shadow, a light emerges,
A testament to the journey’s design.