In shadows' past, where sorrows used to dwell,
A metamorphosis, a joyful lore,
Emerging now, a spirit to implore,
Happier than before, a tale to tell.
Sunrise hues replace the night's dark spell,
Glimmers of hope on paths that once were sore,
Laughter echoes, a melody to soar,
A heart reborn, emotions swell.
The symphony of joy in every chord,
Moments embraced, like flowers in bloom,
Happier than before, a truth adored.
Life's tapestry woven on a loom,
In brighter hues, the soul is stored,
A sonnet of joy, dispelling gloom.
