The sun sets on our shared memories, Casting shadows on paths we once walked, Each step an echo of laughter…
In moments quiet, where whispers tread, Good manners bloom, where hearts are led. With words of kindness, soft and sweet,…
Beneath the weight of countless stars, I find my spirit faltering. A silent cry, a soul that scars, In darkness…
February’s breath is crisp and clear, A fleeting month of cold embrace, With whispers of romance in the air, And…
In shadows deep where silence creeps, A whisper stirs the night, It speaks of fears that haunt our dreams, And…