The Smile of Dawn

In a cradle of clouds where the sun softly weeps, A newborn's smile stirs in the silence that sleeps. Brushstrokes of laughter dance on a whim, Each giggle is a note in an ethereal hymn. Awash in the warmth of a surreal twilight, Tiny dreams blossom, igniting the night. Appreciation blooms like art in the air, For every sweet moment, so tender and rare. In this gentle dawn where laughter takes flight, The world wraps its arms around pure love’s delight.