In the quiet morn, before the sun’s embrace,
The world awakens to a rhythmic pace.
Hands that labor, minds that dream,
Crafting futures in a gentle stream.
Whispered hopes in each keystroke,
Building bridges with every spoke.
A tapestry of tasks entwined,
We weave with purpose, hearts aligned.
Underneath the weight of endless lists,
Resilience blooms, persistently insists.
In every challenge, a lesson hides,
Strengthened spirits, the tide abides.
As dusk descends, the echoes fade,
A dayâs worth of dreams serenely laid.
Yet in the silence, a promise sings,
Tomorrowâs dawn, new beginnings bring.