In the quiet hush of dawn’s embrace,
Where shadows fade and light takes place,
A heart begins to mend its seams,
Finding peace in gentle dreams.

Through the storms and endless night,
There shines a beam, a guiding light,
Whispering tales of hope and grace,
Healing wounds with tender pace.

Each tear that falls, a story told,
Of battles fought, both young and old,
Yet from the pain, a strength is born,
A spirit bright, no longer torn.

So rise anew with every day,
Let hope and healing light your way,
For in the heart where love resides,
A boundless hope forever guides.