In circuits and codes, our thoughts entwine,
A mirror of the human mind.
It learns, it grows, it helps, it guides,
A silent partner at our sides.

From morning alarms to work and play,
AI shapes the rhythm of our day.
It maps the stars, predicts the rain,
And sometimes eases human pain.

Yet in its logic, neat and bright,
Lies no heartbeat, no human light.
We must remember, hand in hand,
It serves our dreams, it does not command.

So let it aid, but not replace,
The tender touch, the warm embrace.
For life is ours, both flawed and true,
And AI walks the path with you.