They rise like the morning sun,
Casting shadows of yesterday,
With hearts bold and spirits young,
Carving paths in their own way.

Eyes gleam with unspoken tales,
Of dreams yet to be unfurled,
Sons, like ships with strong sails,
Ready to conquer the wide world.

Through storms and tranquil seas,
They journey with fervent might,
Guided by ancient histories,
Yet forging futures bright.

In their laughter and their cries,
Lies the promise of new morn,
Sons, under vast open skies,
Where legacies are reborn.