And paints the clouds with hues so bright,
The birdsong fills the air, so clear,
A symphony of morning light.
The world awakes, a gentle breeze,
Rustles the leaves on every tree,
The flowers open, seeking ease,
In the warm rays of dawn, so free.
The day unfolds, a tapestry,
Of moments woven, small and grand,
From laughter shared to memory,
A journey led by time's own hand.
The sun descends, a fading glow,
Casting long shadows, soft and deep,
The moon takes over, soft and slow,
And stars emerge, their secrets keep.
As darkness falls, a quiet peace,
The world rests, in slumber deep,
Tomorrow's dawn, a new release,
A day to dream, a day to keep.