In the quiet hum of morning’s light,
When dawn breaks free from the night’s embrace,
We find the simple joys in sight,
The hidden gems in life’s own grace.

A smile shared with a passing friend,
The warmth of sun on winter’s day,
Each moment seems to gently mend,
The cracks that life has cast in clay.

The laughter echoing through the air,
A touch, a look, a whispered word,
These treasures, though so light and rare,
Remind us that we’re seen and heard.

So let us pause and truly see,
The beauty in these fleeting times,
For in them lies the key to be,
Grateful hearts in simple rhymes.