In the quiet space between the years, Lies the dash that tells our tale, A story written in moments small,…
In the gentle whisper of the morning breeze, And the golden hue of the setting sun, Lies the essence of…
In golden fields where laughter roamed free, We chased the sun, our spirits wild; The world was vast, yet ours…
In the stillness of the night, where whispers softly flow, A cool life finds its essence, in the gentle moonlight’s…
In the whispers of the morning breeze, I find my soul’s delight, Each dawn a promise, a canvas pure, to…
In the quiet moments of dawn’s embrace, We find our hearts woven in a sacred place. Where time stands still…