In the quiet whispers of dawnâs gentle light, A heartbeat echoes, soft and bright. Within the cradle of lifeâs tender…
Beneath the arch of verdant shade, Where sunlight dances, softly swayed, The whisper of leaves in gentle breezes, Tells tales…
Beneath the moon’s soft, silver glow, We dance, our faces hidden well, In masquerade, we ebb and flow, In silent…
In the quiet dawn, a whisper calls, Through rustling leaves and gentle streams, Life unfolds its secret scrolls, Weaving dreams…
In the garden of dreams, where time gently flows, A grandson wanders, where the wildflowers grow. He listens to the…
In the gentle sway of time’s embrace, We seek a path, a steady pace. Between the whispers of the breeze,…
In the gentle dawn, life’s whispers start to sing, With dreams unfurling like leaves in early spring. The sun casts…