In fields where sunlight softly spills, The daffodils sway in gentle grace, Their golden heads nodding to the breeze, A…
Upon the morning’s gentle breath, Where dawn’s first light begins to play, A dance of color, soft as a sigh,…
In the quiet of the night, it softly calls, A whisper in the shadows, a gentle fall. It creeps upon…
In the quiet of the night, they softly tread, Guardians of dreams with wings of ethereal light, Bearing the whispers…
In the quiet corners of the world, he stands,A good man, with gentle eyes and steady hands.His words like balm,…
In the quiet dawn of a waking world, Life unfolds like a whispered promise. Each moment a thread in the…