In the quiet hum of morning light,
A journey begins, relentless and bright.
Hands that mold the dreams untold,
In the dance of work, stories unfold.

The clock ticks on, a steady beat,
In every task, life’s rhythm we meet.
Eyes focused, hearts entwined,
In the sweat of labor, purpose we find.

From dawn to dusk, the hours flow,
In every effort, seeds of tomorrow sow.
Each challenge faced, a mountain climbed,
In the world of work, our spirits chime.

With every sunset, a tale complete,
In the tapestry of toil, we find our feat.
Through trials and triumphs, we grow and learn,
In the heart of labor, our passions burn.