In the soft glow of dawn’s first embrace,
Yellow whispers paint the sky,
A gentle hue, a warm caress,
Guiding dreams as they fly.

Fields of gold stretch wide and free,
Where dandelions dance in the breeze,
Sunlight weaves through emerald leaves,
A golden tapestry among the trees.

Butterflies flutter with wings so bright,
In gardens where marigolds bloom,
Their dance a symphony of light,
Chasing away the shadows of gloom.

As day unfolds its vibrant tale,
Yellow lingers with a tender sigh,
A promise of warmth in every ray,
A gentle solace beneath the sky.