In the quiet whispers of the morning light,
Life unfolds its mysteries, pure and bright.
Each dawn brings a canvas, fresh and new,
Colors of hope in every hue.

Through the valleys deep and mountains high,
Our spirits soar, our souls sigh.
With every step, we carve our fate,
Embracing love, letting go of hate.

The seasons change, and time flows by,
We laugh, we cry, we wonder why.
In moments fleeting, memories stay,
Guiding us gently on our way.

So hold on tight to dreams so dear,
Face each new day without fear.
For life is a journey, not a race,
Cherish each moment, find your place.