Sunbeam crept across the sill
Painted corners bright and still
Sparkled dust like tiny stars
Whispered wonder through the bars
Fingers chased its playful streak
Warmth slid gentle down the cheek
Shadows danced without a plan
Room became a softer span
Nothing urgent nothing earned
Only presence slowly turned
Light teased soul into a grin
Let the child re-bloom within
Some lessons hide in quiet play
Joy rewrites the hardest day
Mischief born from simple shine—
Light restores the sacred spine