In the quiet whispers of dawn’s early light,
Gifts of grace unfold, hidden from sight.
A touch of warmth in the morning air,
Reminders of love, tender and fair.
The rustle of leaves in the soft, gentle breeze,
Echoes of gratitude, putting hearts at ease.
Natureâs bounty, a treasure to embrace,
Each moment a gift, each breath a grace.
In the laughter shared and a strangerâs smile,
Gifts of kindness that go the extra mile.
The bond of friendship, strong and true,
Life’s simple joys, found in me and you.
As twilight falls, painting the sky with gold,
Gifts of memories begin to unfold.
Cherished moments, a tapestry divine,
In every heart, these gifts forever shine.