In the quiet dawn, dreams softly stir,
Echoes of what may be, yet so near,
Each heartbeat a promise, a silent vow,
Carving paths where none tread now.

The skies paint stories in hues of gold,
Whispers of tomorrow, brave and bold,
Stars weave tapestries of endless skies,
Guiding souls where hope never dies.

Amidst the shadows, a tender glow,
A flicker of courage that dares to grow,
In every tear, a seed of grace,
Blooming within time and space.

With each step, the horizon widens,
A symphony of dreams that gently brightens,
Together we’ll forge the future’s song,
In hope’s embrace, forever strong.