This time, July feels different,
Not just rain tapping the pane,
But the hush of a new beginning,
And dreams boarding their own train.
No more clips in hurried hair,
No tiffins packed with tender care.
She walks into her rising sun,
With shining eyes and windswept hair.
From cycling to school in sun and shade,
To standing tall, unafraid.
Always on time, with quiet pride,
She’s grown with grace, with strength inside.
Her toys at home look proud today,
Though she’s not near, they seem to say:
“Go shine out there, we’ll hold your place,
Still wrapped in warmth, still full of grace.”
The breeze today stirs gentle chimes,
A whispered prayer in softened rhymes.
It feels like blessings in disguise,
Drifting beneath the open skies.
The lilies bloom as if they know,
Today she has a special glow.
They whisper, “Let’s make a vow together,
To bring her cheer, forever and ever.”
It’s time to live each day you dream,
To follow joy, not just the stream.
And keep the child in you alive,
The spark that helps your soul to thrive.
You must know you’re rare and true,
There’s no one else quite like you.
With grace you shine, with love you give,
You’re meant to soar, to lead, to live.
Ma
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