Dawn's whisper on autumn's edge,
A golden embrace for slumbering souls.
October's final dance, a gentle pledge,
As nature's palette unfolds.
Crisp air carries whispers of change,
A symphony of rustling leaves.
Horizons painted in hues so strange,
As consciousness gently heaves.
In this moment, a spark ignites,
A flame of possibility burns bright.
Embrace the day that now invites,
Your spirit to take flight.
Let kindness be your guiding star,
As you navigate this earthly sphere.
For in each gesture, near and far,
You'll find love's presence clear.
So rise, dear one, with hope anew,
This Friday morn in twenty-five.
The world awaits, its wonders true,
In you, they come alive.