The sky’s palette is pink and blue,
As the sun paints its morning hue.
We stretch and rub our sleepy eyes,
And feel the warmth of the sunrise.
This is the song of dawn, my dear,
A pleasant tune that we can hear.
We sing along with joyful mirth,
And celebrate our life on Earth.
Then, later when the sun is high,
I take your hand gently in mine.
We stroll down to the waterfall,
A sound of love, we heed the call.
The perfect place I had to find,
To ask the question on my mind.
I see the answer in your eyes,
A spark of love that never dies.
And when the sun has set again
Beneath the moon, I hold your hand.
We whisper secrets in the dark
I feel the beating of your heart.
For twilight also sings a song,
Telling me our love is strong.
The crickets play their melody,
A serenade for you and me.
We watch the fireflies dance and glow,
As they perform their magic show,
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