Dawn's whisper awakens the world anew,
A canvas of possibilities, fresh and true.
Gentle breezes carry dreams on their wings,
As Monday's melody softly sings.
January's embrace, a cool caress,
Twelve days deep, we find progress.
Twenty-twenty-six unfolds its story,
Each moment a brush stroke of glory.
Like Neruda's verses, rich and profound,
We find beauty in the world around.
In dewdrops glistening on petals fair,
In the dance of light through morning air.
Let your spirit soar, unbound and free,
Embrace the day's possibility.
For in each dawn, a gift unfurls,
A chance to paint our inner worlds.
So rise, dear souls, with hope's bright flame,
Today's blank page awaits your name.
In every breath, in every sight,
Find wonder, love, and pure delight.