In the tender blush of morning’s light,
Pink petals unfurl, soft and bright.
A symphony of hues in gentle sway,
Whispering secrets of a brand new day.

Beneath the cherry blossom’s shade,
Dreams awaken, softly laid.
A world painted in pastel grace,
Where time slows in this serene place.

The sky wears shades of rosy dawn,
As love in gentle hues is drawn.
A canvas of endless possibilities,
Awash in pink’s gentle tranquility.

In the embrace of twilight’s glow,
Pink horizons softly show.
A gentle promise, a lullaby sung,
In the tender arms of day, still young.