The golden sun awakes your gentle heart,
As winter shadows softly drift away.
You are the morning breeze, a living art,
That blooms with joy upon this Easter day.
The bells ring out across the waking field,
A fragrant song of hope I send to you.
Let kindness be the sweetness you will yield,
Like morning petals washed in silver dew.
The golden sun awakes to light your way,
And bells sing out to hail this holy day.
Like flowers blooming from the winter snow,
I wish you love that makes your spirit glow.
May joy be yours, a basket filled with peace,
And happiness that will not ever cease.
As springtime whispers secrets to the blue,
My dearest friend, this Easter blooms for you.
The garden wakes beneath the morning light,
The winter shadows melt into the spring.
To you, my friend, the day is pure and bright,
As gold-winged hope begins to softly sing.
The bells ring out across the velvet blue,
A fragrant prayer upon the waking air.
This Easter joy I offer now to you,
A woven wreath of grace for you to wear.
The sun is painting gold upon your door,
The winter shadows fade into the light.
Like velvet blooms upon the earthen floor,
Your heart awakens, shining calm and bright.
May joy, a quiet river, fill your day,
And peace, a soft white dove, alight on you.
I wish you blessings in this simple way,
With Easter dreams that keep their promise true.
The sun is painting gold upon the morning air,
The flowers wake to greet the holy light.
I send to you a joy beyond compare,
To make your heart feel feather-soft and bright.
A song of peace is ringing in the spring,
The winter’s ghost has melted into dew.
May happiness be yours, this precious thing,
As Easter blooms with love inside of you.
The golden sun awakes your day,
As winter shadows melt in light.
To you, I send this floral ray,
May hope bloom beautiful and bright.
The bells ring out across the blue,
A melody of peace and grace.
This Easter joy I gift to you,
And warmth resides within your space.
The golden sun awakes the sleeping spring,
And melody of hope begins to play.
To you, my dear, this happiness I bring,
To light your path upon this holy day.
Like petals soft that bloom in morning dew,
May joy become a garden in your heart.
I share this Easter grace alone with you,
And pray that love will never now depart.
The golden sun awakes the sleeping day,
And bells are singing soft inside your soul.
You brush the winter shadows far away,
To let the joy of spring become your goal.
The painted eggs are stars upon the grass,
You hold the hope that blooms within the light.
May peace reflect inside the looking glass,
And keep your heart forever warm and bright.
The golden sun awakes the sleeping day,
And bells are ringing soft for you, my dear.
The winter shadows melt and drift away,
As Easter whispers joy for you to hear.
Like petals blooming on a gentle bough,
Let hope take flight within your open heart.
I send my warmest blessings to you now,
May light remain where’er you are, a part.
The garden wakes beneath the morning light,
The winter shadows melt and fade away.
May joy, a golden bird in rhythmic flight,
Bring peace to you upon this holy day.
The bells are ringing clear across the blue,
A song of hope that blossoms in the spring.
This gentle warmth is wrapped in love for you,
With every gift the Easter morning brings.