In the quiet embrace of dawn’s first light,
Life’s tender whispers begin their gentle play,
Touching the soul with unseen hands,
Guiding each heart to a brand new day.
Through the rustling leaves of autumn’s song,
Life’s touch paints colors bold and bright,
In every breath, a story unfolds,
A dance of shadows, a tapestry of light.
In the silent sigh of the evening breeze,
Life’s touch lingers, soft as a dream,
Carving paths through the endless night,
Weaving hope in every moonlit beam.
As stars adorn the velvet sky,
Life’s touch remains a gentle guide,
A reminder of the beauty within,
A journey where love and dreams collide.