In the gentle whisper of the morning breeze,
Lies a tale of gratitude, softly weaved,
The sun’s warm embrace, a silent plea,
To cherish the moments, oft deceived.

The rustling leaves in their graceful dance,
Speak of joys, both seen and unseen,
In every glance, a second chance,
To live a life, truly serene.

The laughter of a child, pure and bright,
A melody of innocence, so rare,
Reminds us of the simple delight,
In love and joy, beyond compare.

In every heartbeat, a silent song,
A rhythm of life, so profound,
To appreciate, where we belong,
In the beauty of the world around.