

Morning sun in soft ballet. Through curtains, whispers gently peep, Warming earth from slumber deep. Dancing beams on dew-kissed grass, Painting dawn with hues so vast. Nature's canvas, pure and bright, Morning's embrace, a sheer delight. Each ray a kiss on petals' cheek, Awakening the world, so meek. In dawn's embrace, a tranquil sigh, Morning sun