In the stillness of a quiet dawn,
I wait for moments yet to unfold.
Each second a soft, lingering song,
A tale of patience gently told.

The shadows stretch beneath the sun,
As hours weave their silent dance.
Dreams linger on a thread, gently spun,
Within the vastness of a distant glance.

The evening sky blushes with fading light,
As whispers of hope fill the cooling air.
In the embrace of night, stars take flight,
A promise held in tender care.

Yet still, the heart beats with quiet grace,
In the tapestry of time, it finds its place.
Waiting, not in sorrow, but in gentle embrace,
For the dawn of tomorrow’s warm embrace.