In the gentle embrace of morning light,
Sunday whispers secrets of the dawn,
A day where time seems soft and bright,
In peaceful moments, worries withdrawn.

The world slows down to a tranquil pace,
Where laughter echoes through the air,
Families gather, hearts interlace,
In simple joys, we find our care.

Golden hues paint the afternoon sky,
As dreams unfold in the quiet space,
Nature sings a lullaby,
Guiding us to a serene grace.

As the evening wraps in twilight’s glow,
We pause to cherish the day’s retreat,
In Sunday’s calm, our spirits grow,
Finding solace in its gentle beat.