The morning sun gently breaks the night,
Painting the sky with hues so bright.
Birds awaken with songs of cheer,
Whispering secrets for all to hear.
Dewdrops glisten on blades of grass,
Reflecting dreams as they softly pass.
A breeze dances through leaves and trees,
Spreading whispers on a gentle breeze.
The world awakens with a tender sigh,
As the morning unfolds, the dark bids goodbye.
A symphony of life starts to play,
Heralding the promise of a brand new day.
In the embrace of dawn, hopes arise,
Illuminated by the morning skies.
Each sunrise a chance to begin anew,
Wrapped in morning’s golden hue.