In the quiet of the night, a mother’s lullaby sings, Her voice a gentle whisper, as the moonlight softly clings,…
In the garden of my days, they bloom Tiny hands that grasp the world anew Their laughter like the morning…
Amidst the whispers of the night, I found a spark, a gentle light, A truth that whispered to my soul,…
In the shroud of endless night, a silence deep, Where whispered secrets of the shadows creep, The moon, a sentinel,…
In the heart of togetherness, we find our light, A community bound by threads of might. Each voice, a note…
Beneath the soft embrace of April skies, The blossoms dance in a serene disguise. As morning dew adorns the emerald…
In the morning light, their laughter rings, Innocent and pure, like angel wings. Eyes filled with dreams, so wide and…
In the quiet corners of the mind, Where colors blend and dreams unwind, A canvas waits with silent grace, For…
In the whispering winds of dawn, we rise, Eyes gleaming with dreams and hopes so high. Each step we take,…
The sun sets on the horizon’s edge, A life of work now finds its rest. Dreams once deferred, now spread…