In the hush of dawn, as the sun gently rises,
She awakens from slumber, with sleepy eyes.
Her morning ritual begins, a graceful ballet,
With each step she takes, a brand new day.

Morning majesty, in the quiet dawn,
Her strength unfolds, as the day is born.
With every breath she takes, she finds her way,
Morning majesty, in the light of day.

With a cup of warmth, in her hands she holds,
She faces the world, with courage untold.
A whisper of hope, in the morning breeze,
She embraces the day, with gentle ease.

Morning majesty, in the quiet dawn,
Her strength unfolds, as the day is born.
With every breath she takes, she finds her way,
Morning majesty, in the light of day.

With a cup of warmth, in her hands she holds,
She faces the world, with courage untold.
A whisper of hope, in the morning breeze,
She embraces the day, with gentle ease.

Morning majesty, in the quiet dawn,
Her strength unfolds, as the day is born.
With every breath she takes, she finds her way,
Morning majesty, in the light of day.

In the stillness of morning, she finds her peace,
A moment of calm, before the day's increase.
With each heartbeat, a rhythm so divine,
Morning majesty, in her soul's design.

Morning majesty, in the quiet dawn,
Her strength unfolds, as the day is born.
With every breath she takes, she finds her way,
Morning majesty, in the light of day.

As the morning fades, and the world awakes,
She carries the peace, that morning makes.
Morning majesty, in every sunrise,
In her heart resides, a gentle sunrise.