In the morning light, gold whispers soft,
The dawn’s embrace, tender and aloft.
Blue skies stretch wide with endless grace,
A canvas vast, a boundless space.

Green whispers in the rustling leaves,
A dance of life that never grieves.
Emerald hues in forests deep,
Where shadows play and secrets keep.

Crimson blooms in gardens bright,
A fiery glow, a passionate sight.
Roses blushing in the sun,
A tale of love just begun.

Violet dusk as night descends,
A gentle end where day suspends.
Stars emerge, a silver choir,
In colors’ glow, we find desire.