The sun gently kisses the horizon,
As dawn whispers sweet melodies,
Birds chirp in harmonious unison,
Awakening dreams and tender reveries.
The world slows its hurried pace,
Embracing the calm of Sundayâs grace,
Childrenâs laughter fills the air,
Love and peace are everywhere.
Golden rays dance through the trees,
Painting shadows with delicate ease,
Nature sings a lullaby so rare,
A symphony beyond compare.
As twilight begins to gently fade,
Sundayâs magic softly laid,
Hearts are full, minds serene,
Until next week, this gentle scene.