In the quiet dawn of tomorrow’s light,
Lies a promise of dreams yet to be,
A whisper of hope in the silent night,
Painting the future we long to see.

Tomorrow holds the key to our fears,
Unlocking the doors to endless skies,
A canvas untouched by yesterday’s tears,
Where every soul can rise and fly.

The hours ahead are a gift untold,
Wrapped in the mystery of what could be,
A story of courage waiting to unfold,
Written by hearts that dare to be free.

So let us embrace the dawn’s gentle glow,
With dreams as vast as the morning sun,
For in tomorrow’s arms, we grow,
And find the strength to carry on.