In the dawn of laughter bright,
Joy dances in the morning light.
A gentle breeze that lifts the soul,
Filling hearts, making them whole.

Yet in the shadows, sorrow weeps,
A river deep where silence creeps.
Tears fall like rain from clouded skies,
A melody where the spirit cries.

Hope emerges, a tender flame,
Guiding dreams, calling by name.
Through the storm, a beacon glows,
Promising peace where the heart goes.

And in the end, love softly sings,
Binding together all these things.
A gentle touch, a whispered vow,
Eternal warmth, here and now.