In the quiet hush of morning light,
Gratitude blooms with the rising sun,
Each ray a gentle reminder bright,
Of blessings woven, each and every one.

The rustling leaves in the cool breeze,
Whisper tales of kindness bestowed,
In every rustle, a thank you, please,
For the beauty and love that life has showed.

The stars retreat with a golden glow,
As night yields to daybreak’s grace,
In their retreat, they softly bestow,
A gratitude etched in the vast space.

So let us gather, heart to heart,
In this tapestry of thankful song,
For every end is a brand new start,
In the embrace of gratitude, we belong.