In the quiet of the night, my name softly speaks,
A whispered echo, through time it seeks.
Carried by the wind, across the silent plains,
A melody of memory, in gentle refrains.

My name, a story woven through the years,
A tapestry of joy, and silent tears.
Each syllable a note in life’s grand song,
Harmonizing moments, where I belong.

With every sunrise, my name takes flight,
Dancing with the dawn, embracing the light.
A beacon of hope, in the morning’s embrace,
A reminder of dreams, and endless grace.

As twilight falls, my name remains,
A constant presence, through life’s gains.
In the heart’s core, it softly stays,
A timeless whisper, through all my days.