New Beginnings
At the Dawn of Hope and Renewal
In the quiet just before dawn breaks,
When dreams and hopes begin to wake,
A whisper of promise fills the air,
New beginnings, free from despair.
The past is just a shadow now,
Memories linger but don't hold us back.
With each sunrise, we start anew,
In a world where dreams are always true.
Every step on unknown paths,
New stories grow within our hearts.
With courage as our guiding star,
We keep moving, no matter how far.
Think back to when we first began,
A spark of hope, a simple plan.
Eyes wide with wonder, hearts so light,
A new journey started, full of might.
Every breath's a chance to start again,
To mend the seams where we've been torn.
Tears fall, planting seeds of change,
In gardens where our hopes can grow.
In spring, blossoms brave the chill,
Daffodils bloom on distant hill.
New beginnings like a gentle breeze,
Stirring leaves on ancient trees.
They whisper secrets of what's ahead,
Songs hummed by the morning sun.
Fears that once held us so tight,
Melt away in dawning light.
Yet some mornings, sadness comes,
A heavy heart with rising sun.
In fresh air's sweet embrace,
We find strength to face each day.
Letting go of what held us back,
Embracing new with all we've got.
In the end, what matters most
Is the journey, not the ghost.
Here's to new beginnings, bright and true,
Uncharted paths and skies of blue.
With open hearts and shining eyes,
We greet the dawn and welcome night.
In fabric of time, we weave
Stories of those who dare believe.
Challenges teach, setbacks turn,
Every page, a lesson learned.
With scars we bear, yet still we rise,
Under vast and open skies.
Each end brings a brand new start,
A chance to heal a wounded heart.
Shared laughter and eased sorrows,
Moments our souls have borrowed.
In the arms of love and care,
We find the strength to bear.
Through valleys low and mountains high,
We chase dreams that never die.
Every dawn, a canvas bare,
Painted with colors bold and rare.
Let's toast to days that lie ahead,
Hope and joy our spirits fed.
In the end, what we create,
Is testament to our own fate.
About the Creator
Florence Glad
Hi, I'm Florence Glad. I write about life’s overlooked moments, finding beauty in the everyday. Through poetry and stories, I invite readers to pause and appreciate the world’s subtle wonders.
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So creative