In the quiet dawn of a new beginning,
I hear the whispers of farewell,
Soft and gentle, like the morning breeze,
Guiding me to let go of the past.

The memories, like autumn leaves,
Drift away with each passing moment,
Their colors fading into the horizon,
As I embrace the promise of tomorrow.

With every tear that falls in silence,
I find strength in the space they leave,
For in letting go, I discover freedom,
A chance to heal, a chance to breathe.

So I release the shadows of yesterdays,
And welcome the light of newfound days,
For in the art of letting go,
I find the courage to grow.