In the cradle of dawn, where dreams take flight,
Youth stands tall, bathed in morning light.
Eyes aglow with hope, hearts ablaze with fire,
They chase horizons, ever climbing higher.

Laughter echoes through the boundless skies,
As they weave through life, unchained, unwise.
Each step a dance, each breath a song,
In the symphony of youth, where they belong.

The world is vast, yet they are bold,
With stories yet to be written, and tales untold.
They paint with colors vibrant and bright,
In the canvas of life, a wondrous sight.

Though storms may come and shadows may fall,
Their spirit remains, standing tall.
For in every heart, a flame does burn,
Youth’s eternal lesson, forever to learn.