In the cradle of dawn where dreams are sown,
I wandered through the corridors of my own.
Threads of youth in vibrant hues,
Wove a tale of morning dew.
A child of wonder, eyes wide and bright,
Chasing fireflies through the veil of night.
Whispers of hope in every breeze,
Carried me on a journey with such ease.
Through the labyrinth of days, I roamed,
Seeking truths in places unknown.
Heartbeats echoing the rhythm of time,
Carving paths in the sands of rhyme.
Moments of joy and shadows of doubt,
Each step a story, each breath a shout.
Lessons learned in the dance of fate,
Forging strength in the hands of late.
Love’s embrace and friendship’s grace,
Left their marks on my wandering face.
From whispered dreams to bold pursuits,
Every loss and victory took root.
The tapestry of my life unfolds,
In threads of silver and strands of gold.
Each chapter penned with courage and grace,
A testament to the journeys I embrace.
In twilight’s glow and dawn’s new light,
I trace the patterns of my flight.
For in the weave of past and now,
I find my truth, my heart’s endow.
Through the echoes of time, I see,
A story written, wild and free.
In the tapestry of days gone by,
My life’s mosaic stretches wide.