In the quiet silence of daylight’s embrace,
Where sun-kissed dew adorns each blade,
I found a path, a change to trace,
A metamorphosis that life had laid.
I shed old skin, like autumn leaves,
Unfurling wings of courage anew,
The past receded, like evening eves,
And hope bloomed in morning’s hue.
May this poem remind you of the beauty in transformation and the promise of our new beginnings? 🌟✨
I hope you enjoy it and like it.
🌟🌟GP🌟🌟
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