In the garden where the heart resides, Among the thorns and petals wide, Forgiveness is the gentle rain, That heals…
From the bustling streets of Brooklyn, To the serene shores of Camden, Walt Whitman traversed the realms, Of poetry, love,…
On the edge of twilight’s gentle embrace, Shadows dance where memories trace. The whisper of the final breath, Echoes softly,…
In the quiet of the morning light, Where shadows dance with dawn’s first sight, I find a place of pure…
In fields where golden faces turn to light, The sunflowers stand, a beacon bright, Their petals whisper tales of sunlit…
In the quiet moments of dawn, I hear Your voice, A gentle whisper that stirs the soul, Through the rustling…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s first light, Your presence warms my soul, a gentle might, Each breath you take,…
In the quiet of the morning light, Where the dawn softly breaks the night, Life breathes with a gentle sigh,…
In the quiet of the night, I find my peace, A journey inward, where thoughts release. The echoes of my…
In the gentle curve of your smile, I see the dawn of a thousand dreams, A whisper of hope in…