Blossoming…
In a garden where the soft winds play,
She dances in the golden ray,
Gentle whispers of a sweet refrain,
Her laughter mingles with the softest rain.
With a grace that sways like willow trees,
She twirls and spins, a picture of ease,
In the warmth of sunlight's tender kiss,
Every moment wrapped in tranquil bliss.
Her spirit glows, a radiant light,
Chasing shadows, embracing the night,
In her world, all worries fade away,
As dreams take flight and hearts gently sway.
So let the dawn break with colors bright,
For she shines, a beacon of light,
In the softness of her every glance,
Life becomes a beautiful dance
She dances in the golden ray,
Gentle whispers of a sweet refrain,
Her laughter mingles with the softest rain.
With a grace that sways like willow trees,
She twirls and spins, a picture of ease,
In the warmth of sunlight's tender kiss,
Every moment wrapped in tranquil bliss.
Her spirit glows, a radiant light,
Chasing shadows, embracing the night,
In her world, all worries fade away,
As dreams take flight and hearts gently sway.
So let the dawn break with colors bright,
For she shines, a beacon of light,
In the softness of her every glance,
Life becomes a beautiful dance
