In the quiet dawn of morning, When the world still seems so new, A father’s touch, so gentle, Guides me…
In the twilight of forgotten dreams, Where shadows dance and moonlight gleams, I hear the whispers of the past, Calling…
In the quiet dawn, he stands alone, A beacon of hope, a heart of stone. With every step, a path…
In the silent whispers of the night, Where shadows dance and dreams take flight, We ponder on the essence of…
In the mirror’s gaze, I see a light, A reflection of strength, soaring in flight. Echoes of Maya’s words, so…
In halls of knowledge, bright and vast, We seek the truths that ever last. Each lesson learned, a step we…
Wrinkles and gray, a badge of pride, Each line a tale, no need to hide. Glasses perched upon the nose,…
The mirror tells a tale of years gone by, Wrinkles and gray hairs, oh my, oh my! Each line and…
In the quiet corners of our hearts they dwell, Grandparents, with stories they love to tell. Their voices soft, like…