In the quiet corners of the world, Where whispers of hope softly unfurl, There stands a figure, silent and strong,…
In the quiet dawn of breaking day, A figure stands, both strong and kind, His wisdom lights the darkest way,…
In the quiet moments of the night, A good manâs spirit shines so bright. With hands that heal and words…
In the heart of nature’s embrace, Lies a place where dreams blossom, A canvas painted with hues divine, Where every…
In the dawn of a new yearâs light, We ventured forth with hope and might, Through trials and joys, we…
In the quiet whispers of the night, Where shadows dance with the moonlight, I seek the meaning of existence, Through…
In the quiet of the night, a whisper heard, Philip Larkinâs voice, in shadows, stirred. Words of death, in somber…
In the quiet shadows of your upbringing, Where words were sparse, yet ever ringing, A silent strength, a stoic grace,…
The whispering leaves tell tales of old, As the morning sun paints the sky in gold. The ancient oak, with…
Love whispers in the wind, a gentle serenade, It dances with shadows, in the twilight parade. It sings to the…