In the gentle embrace of dawn’s first light,The whispering winds hold stories untold,Where dreams are born in the quiet of…
In the quiet dawn of morning’s light, Her grace unfolds like petals pure, An eternal dance of vibrant hues, A…
In the gentle morning light we rise, Finding joy in the simplest things, The laughter of children, a bird’s sweet…
In the shade of whispering leaves, The gentle grove breathes soft and light, Where sunbeams play and weave, A tapestry…
Beneath the silver glow of night, Wild horses dance with untamed grace. Their manes like waves in ocean’s flight, In…