In the morning’s gentle whisper, life begins anew, With golden rays that dance upon the dew. A canvas painted with…
Beneath the boughs where shadows play, The whispers of the forest sway. In gentle winds, the leaves do dance, Through…
In the gentle rustle of leaves unseen, Lies the magic of a world between, Where tiny creatures weave their tales,…
In the gentle whisper of morning’s light, Where sunbeams dance on dewdrop’s grace, Lives the beauty of a simple sight,…
In the cradle of the morning light, The sea whispers tales of ancient lore, Where waves dance with gentle might,…
In the quiet of night, where shadows dance, The moon whispers secrets, a celestial trance. Her silver light spills on…