In the meadow where wildflowers bloom, We chased the butterflies in the afternoon’s glow, Laughter echoed through the whispering leaves,…
Beneath a sky of twilight hues, The diamond’s gleam, a sacred muse, Echoes of legends, old and new, In every…
In the quiet of the night, dreams softly whisper, They paint a path with hope, strong and clearer, Through valleys…