In the quiet of the night, shadows softly creep,
Echoes of dreams whisper, secrets they keep.
Life’s struggles, a river winding and deep,
Through valleys of sorrow, where lost souls weep.

A heart forged in the fires of silent pain,
Faces the storms, weary yet unchained.
Each step a journey through sun and rain,
Finding strength in the scars that remain.

The dawn breaks, with promises untold,
A tapestry of hope, in threads of gold.
In the dance of time, the brave unfold,
Stories of endurance, both fierce and bold.

Yet amidst the trials, a gentle grace,
Guides the weary through life’s embrace.
In every struggle, a tender trace,
Of resilience, in the human race.