In the quiet moments of dawn’s gentle rise,
I find the echoes of yesterday’s cries.
Shadows of memories dance in the light,
Whispering tales of a long-lost night.

The heart, once heavy with burdens untold,
Learns to release, to be brave and bold.
Like leaves in the wind, they scatter away,
Leaving room for the dawn of a new day.

The river of time flows ever so fast,
Washing away remnants of the past.
Each step forward, a promise to heal,
Embracing the future with fervor and zeal.

So here I stand, on the edge of the morn,
Ready to welcome the life reborn.
With hope as my guide and strength in my stride,
I move on, with love, my eternal guide.